Blogging. It’s a simple task . As if there’s someone who’s faithfully feeding on these entries written by a total nobody. Perhaps the fact of me turning into a blogger is a mistake. I may not capable of being a faithful blogger or to compose meaningful words. I may be too young to make an impact but old enough to have an opinion. I thrive on discussion and writing. Happiness doesn’t linger for long unless you bottle it up and store it in the pantry. That, my friends, is exactly what I’m trying to do.