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The most interesting moments of my life are the moments when I am faced with the most horrible punishment to a writer; writer’s block. These moments are usually carried out in great annoyance as my fingers run over the keyboard in a feverish attempt at writing something clever, and once in a while during these moments, I am blessed with the most extraordinary gift; a moment of desperate in-real-life reflecting.

Surprised at myself, I often find myself not comprehending the content of what it is I’m actually writing until after finishing the last line. I write, but I write without knowing the message. It is my product, but a product I had no prior knowledge of, a product where the developing phase has been skipped — simply a product at its purest state. And it is this purity of it that makes it interesting; the idea, the message, is still raw and delicate.

It is perhaps better explained as a personal enlightenment, one where I discover more depth to my life philosophy and myself as my fingers dance tap-tap across the keyboard. For my mind has not thought these thoughts beforehand, and nor have I subconsciously prepared them for anyone’s sake — they are as surprising and thought provoking to me as they might be to anyone else.

For instance; it was not in my prior knowledge that all my hobbies actually derive from this one desire to create — not until I wrote this:

“I am originally a creative soul with a fierce passion for creating. Creating, as in discovering, developing and producing; whether it be a drawing, a piece of jewellery, a gripping story, a clever idea, an unusual theory or reflections new to my peers. All my hobbies are in one way or another related to this desire to create.

I enjoy my fantasy novels where the human imagination is allowed to roam free, the poetry, which contain secrets one has to dig up, the designs my imagination conjures up and then makes me stitch together to be worn, the little pieces of written work I jot down for my own amusement, the unpredictable traces of my pens and pencils, and the rare talks to audiences to convey my love.

Combine this creative passion with the contradicting art of science, and you have a researcher; the desire to discover and create.”

— Kieu Ly Truong, “Hobbies and Interests”, CV.

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I found it rather satisfying to have established that unknown fact; I am a Creator. So you see, these moments are rather interesting. The moments of Desperate Reflecting.

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