Dear diary, I lost my voice
28/11/24
Since I started keeping my daily diary here on substack, I have been sharing the link to my whatsapp community and so far, in less than two days, I have gotten 5 free subscribers.
The subscribers are people I have never heard of, names I do not recognize, with faces I have never seen or would never see.
Sharing my story here have placed me on a pedestal, a position of significance, an idea for responsibility and a reason to be loyal…
BUT
I have failed at something, I failed to keep record of what I want to write until it was time to write.
Through today, I had numerous beautiful ideas coming to my head on what to write tonight, I got about three themes.
Love at old age.
My neighbor's quest.
My creative journey.
All these came to my mind in a beautiful way, I felt the celestial feeling you get when you're inspired about things.
But when the idea came, I was not in the mood to write and I lost if. Sorry you're reading my rants tonight.
But, tomorrow you wouldn't. Even if you finally do, it will be a structured rant.
9pm tomorrow, thou shall get my message and that's the time you will continue to get it as much as I am keeping this substack diary up.