Harison Xavier

Thank you. Yes. Thank you. Thank you for visiting my blog, thank you for reading. I have this genuine emotion towards you. I know I might never see you. I don’t know your name, your story, or your journey. From one stranger to another—thank you. I got a call from a friend who visited my blog recently and asked, “Why do you write?” I replied, “Just for fun.” It was a quick call, so I gave a quick answer. Then I started thinking: why do I write? Why do I even bother writing in this day and age of A.I? I heard the term A.I for the first time in 2016. Before that, it was just robots and computers. Then A.I became a buzzword and the rise of A.I as the new villain in town began. Ever since then, the world and its tech have gone ten times faster, and I can’t keep up anymore. Just going with the flow. Keep smiling. Why do I write? I might have answered this before. I might have had a different answer before. Today, my answer is: I don’t know. I can see that I can silence my brain. I stop overt...

It's been a while... I don't know what's going on. I've lost all control of my life. It feels like I am following someone else's plan and routine. I am just a body going through the motions. Life has been very tough lately. I just can't find time to write anymore. I don't get any time for myself. Even when I get a day off, it's about following someone else's plan. I've lost all my motivation to live. I laugh at myself now. I used to have a strict daily routine and followed my plan. Now, I am just going with the flow. I am unable to think. I am unable to do what I like. I am in chains. I don't know where I am. I am lost. I have responsibilities. I have tasks to complete. I have people to report to. I have a normal life. I think... I am happy. Life has become all about survival and just staying afloat. I have just enough to get through the next day. I have lost my self-worth and self-respect. I have been unable to think about myself. I don'...