first of all, i apologize to those who had a negative reaction to the little fictional story i posted. i understand that it sort of concerned some of you because the main character was a nurse. it was also narrated in the first person, making it look at first that i was talking about my own experience, and it was kind of deceiving.

i’m sorry it sounded that way to some of you, but that was not my intention. i assumed that people who drop by here often remember some things about me that will easily give away the fact that i was not talking about myself in that little story. obviously, my assumption was wrong, so please accept my apology.

secondly, THANKS to those who left comments encouraging me to continue doing it. i appreciate your kind words, i really do. at the same time, i also want to set the record straight: i have no illusion whatsoever of being called a writer. i am not trying to be modest or something. i am just very grounded on reality. i have read a LOT of books, and i know why writers are called writers. needless to say, i am completely aware that i do not have what it takes to be considered a writer. i am well aware of that, but i also happen to know that  it is not that bad to just dream it is possible.

although i am not a writer, i am very comfortable calling myself a storyteller. to quote the immortal words of napoleon dynamite, “there is plenty of that where it came from”. as far as i can remember, i have made up stories in my head since i was 5 years old. i do it all the time, even when i am doing something else. i would see someone, or something, and a story will pop up in my head like a movie. they are not good stories, but they are stories nonetheless.

over the years, i have written a lot of stories in some sort of paper. no, i do not have those papers anymore. yet another proof that i do know where the line is. sometimes however, i find it fun to share those stories. just for the sake of fun. there’s nothing wrong with that, right?

i guess what i’m really trying to ask is this: when real life gets routinely redundant, don’t you think it’s okay to just chill and share some silly stories to get our minds off some kind of boredom?

i think it’s perfectly okay.
let me know what your thoughts are.
thank you.