WHY?
PREFACE Well, well, well… to be honest, I’ve been procrastinating on writing this blog for a couple of months. The script has been floating in my mind all day, especially at night, when I’m alone in my new flat, lying on my mattress, legs up against the wall, staring at the ceiling, asking myself the same question over and over again: Should I write or not? These thoughts have been consuming me. My friends are done listening to my repeated rants, so I figured I’d pour it all out here instead. This blog is going to be a bit long, but stay with me. I have something interesting to share at the end. CHAPTER 1 I was peacefully sleeping beside her when I woke up in the middle of the night. She was staring at me with affection, her head resting on the pillow. I smiled and, in a sleepy voice, asked why she was awake. She hushed me gently, ran her hand across my forehead into my hair, and told me to go back to sleep. “I was just thanking God for having you,” she whispered. “I’m so fortuna...