Yet another blind morning

It is almost safe to use my old blog again. Almost but not quite yet. Going back, its original design was to get in touch with suchlike minds to know I wasn’t the only one “who thinks this way”. But with time the watchful eyes of the few frequent readers it obtained became a bit of a burden and from a confession room my blog turned into another PR eye-wash. I already have a mask to wear for “the society”; I don’t need another one.

Some say writing helps. It used to…when I believed words can make a difference. Or should I say-when I believed at all.

"Could I have been a better person

if I could only do it all again?"

Has my time for amends expired?