I like writing. I like reading. I like the feel of a paper as it gently brushes under my thumb or as my pen skims rapidly over its surface. I like empty notebooks and the promises they hold. Just a...view moreI like writing. I like reading. I like the feel of a paper as it gently brushes under my thumb or as my pen skims rapidly over its surface. I like empty notebooks and the promises they hold. Just as I like a book with its pages filled with the imaginations from minds afar. There are so many stories to be told and listened to in this world and this is, but, a small beginning.view less