I wanted to write down my thoughts, experiences, and what’s happening around me.
I wanted to place them beside the thoughts and experiences of others, to see whether we were living through the same patterns in different forms.
I did not write to compare myself to others because I thought I was somehow better or special.
I did because I had learned that yesterday blends into today and then tomorrow.
I saw this in my society, where problems do not simply disappear; they persist, accumulate, and become part of the culture we inherit.
So I write to tell a story, my story, one part of a society that has shaped the culture we now live in.
Not for applause, followers, or validation, but for memory, for continuity, and for a truthful account of one part of the whole.