I deleted a post

I haven't been writing in so long. I haven't stop tho. Only here I did. I guess I just thought my writing is bad every time I see this blog. But long live the past, here's a new post.

If you read my post on my favorite book. I just needed to say that I've deleted that post although I really really love that book. I just thought that I didn't describe the book as deeply as I admire it, as deeply as how I wanted people to understand what this book meant to me.

If you never read that post before, that book is called "The Goodluck of Right Now" by Matthew Quick. It was my one and only special book.

"In this book, is a guy who write/talks to the real Richard, telling him what he felt, how was his day and how life works for him after the death of his beloved mom. He wasn’t embracing his emotion, he is more to just letting the real Richard know. Updating him everyday. He wasn’t the type of guy that ask stuff, he was quiet, he was the definition of silents. But his heart was kind and pure. He was infinitely nice. He doesn’t do stuff for himself more than he did for people. 
He was quite inspiring for me." this is from my deleted post.

You see, I choose this book as my final project. I made researches on this book, on the author, but I kept feeling that something is missing. I felt like I might have overlook something I just couldn't figure it out yet. and that thing might be the thing that I can use to convince my lecturer. to let him feel what readers felt even without reading the book.

I guess I started this post as a distraction, and so I'm ending this now. here's some quote from the book I got from goodreads

“I admire you your willingness to offer kindness almost indiscriminately. But unfortunately, it takes a lot more than kindness to survive in this world." I understood what she meant, but I also understood that Mom's philosophy was a powerful weapon.” 

“When something bad happens to us, something good happens - often to someone else. And that's The Good Luck of Right Now. We must believe it. We must. We must. We must.” 

“believed in The Good Luck of Right Now. Believing—or maybe even pretending—made you feel better about what had happened, regardless of what was true and what wasn’t. And what is reality, if it isn’t how we feel about things? What else matters at the end of the day when we lie in bed alone with our thoughts? And isn’t it true, statistically speaking—regardless of whether we believe in luck or not—that good and bad must happen” 

― Matthew Quick, The Good Luck of Right Now

Thats all, have a happy Monday with not only blues but multiple colors.