Showing posts with label Amateur Writer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Amateur Writer. Show all posts

Sunday, May 9, 2021

Denny's Forest 10th Anniversary



On March 25th, my blog (original version in Portuguese) completed 10 years of existence. It surely means a lot to me, mainly because the blog means who I was, who I am and who I'm becoming. Denny's Forest is me. My dream is writing and stand for myself the way I can, the way it's possible for me. Thanks for being here writing about my ideas, what I like, with my own words... I could change, get to know new things, I could grow and become someone I'm proud to be. Everything I have in my heart now is gratitude and so much love, happiness for being able to see myself in this blog, I can see how much I've changed and notice how much I'm in contact with myself. Denny's Forest represents all the moments of my life and I'm proud of it. Many beginnings, midways, and endings happened in these 10 years and the blog keeps going on, and it'll keep going while I still have this desire/pleasure of realizing myself in words.
(Original post in Portuguese here).

The English version of the blog happened because of a particular reason: improving my writing skills in English. And, even though, I'm not feeling so good to keep going on this version l (for now), I'll let it be and keep building when it's possible for me. English means a lot to me. I won't give up.

Remembering my first post in Portuguese back in 2011 brings me so many good memories. The process is everything, it's something to be proud of and here I am. I'm the best version of me, the best version I can be of myself. Thank you, my beloved Denny's Forest.

xxx

Denny

Friday, June 12, 2020

"I wake up, it's a bad dream"


        Sometimes I feel like I'm living in a war. In fact, every day happens something that makes me feel like I'm on the battlefield. I feel like I'm that only one soldier who has to take care of the others who got injured and treat them, at the same time, the soldier who can't stop moving forward because there's no place to run aside from what's in the front, the horizon, the unknown, the uncertain place and future. It's hard. It's terrifying. I wake up, it's a bad dream.