the kind of night

here it comes again, the kind of night which feels a little longer than it normally is. the kind of night which got you drowned in your very own thought. the kind of night which brings you back to your very worst memory. the kind of night which causes you to ask yourself, who on earth you can truly count on. the kind of night which reminds you all about the battles you have survived, all about the pains you have endured, and all about the scars you have. the kind of night in which you begin to think about people you devoutly love in your life, about things you are willing to protect in your life, and about dreams you are not willing to let go.
when this kind of night comes, i can't really make a conclusion with regards to all the questions i ask to myself. i just can't really find the answers to them all. all i can do is write. it all comes down to two things really, two things which i can truly count on, Jesus and my blog.
i'm not exaggerating my love for this blog, but all i can say is that my blog is something like a box. a secret box. a secret box in which i put all my secrets. my stories. my days. my journeys. all in this box.
although frankly, most of the times i don't see the point in my posts. but there is something therapeutic about writing every time i write. and i like it. i like it in a way that it starts to become my beautiful escape whenever i lose myself in my wave of thoughts. so, whenever this kind of night hits me up, i will just use this opportunity to open up my box and put in one more story. i believe, there will always be one more story..