Why I write, that’s a question that never came up in my mind. I never question myself when I wrote. But I really just wrote to remember. To write down my memories, the things from my childhood I didn’t want to forget and what I can’t get out of my mind. The wonderful things that used to be and those memories that come back as nightmares. To never forget those brilliant people who have perished.
I write to remember, even if I rather forget.
