The first post: Better late, than never!

I live in a far off country not my own. When i was back home in country Z, I used to feel like my life was doomed, there was nothing much to do except to spend endless hours in queues, roaming aimlessly in the streets hoping something will turn up, chasing after girls who seemed not to notice i was there. In the 'location' there was no running water. There was no electricity. There was no job for me, despite the MA. It didn't matter I was young. I got sick of it all. I wanted to leave. Everbody was leaving. For a while, I was stuck. History held me back. Circumstances held me back. I was disillusioned. I could not move because i had cast away the 'F' word - FAITH. He who is in me is Greater than the world. I had forgotten because like everyone else, I was too selfish to want the world to pay attention to me, only me. I loosened up. I looked upward for guidance. He moved mountains of doubt, he let me flow in the river of opportunities. Everything happened. I left and ended up in the Chaucer that Kanterberry made famous. These are my ramblings. Sometimes premeditated. Sometimes not. Do not expect me to write what you want to read, expect to read what i write. These are my tales, real or imagined. The line between reality and fantasy has always been blurred. I don't know what I am, everyday is an attempt to figure it out. I do know what my heart yearns: to write. This blog is my own fairy Kanterberry Tales!

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