Today is the first day of April. Also the first day I finally get organised to write.

I have always been passionate about journaling. Not for publicity or fame, but just for an outlet. 

Today has been 3 days since my visitors are here. Somehow, all the predicament and laments about them here just seems to not matter now. 

At the end, I may be human after all. There may still be salvageable bits left that has the ability to portray compassion and empathy.