It’s been many years since I’ve written a diary. This is what I see this page as, very public private diary. What this means is, you get to read about every part of my life, as tragic or funny it may be, but you never get to know who I am. Not because I’m shy, after all I’m writing a blog about my life. It’s to protect the privacy of the people in my life. All of them that you will end up loving or hating if you keep on reading.

This whole thing started because of My Husband, lets call him Pepper, gave me all the attitude in the world for dependent clauses in my writing. You see I’m a foreigner and this is not my first language, he is the editor for most of my writing. He kept on pointing out how I love to write run-on sentences, while I was asking him to edit my wrong words.

You see, I sometimes mistaken dipper for deeper, or through for trough and this is what I needed him to help me with, but he kept on rewriting my text. So in a protest I decided to create this blog where I can say it as it is. No editing. Therefore I apologize in advance for the misplaced words. I hope you’ll understand what I’m saying, if you read it out loud.

 

To let you into my world all at once would be like throwing an old person who doesn’t know how to swim into the ocean. He would drown and so would you if I told you everything at once.

 

So I’ll let you know a little about myself at the time. Not to overwhelm you I’ll tell you about myself in few words. I’m musician, filmmaker, writer, and shrink. Yes, I’ve been doing all of this since age six, eight, ten and twelve, respectively.

The last one, becoming the family shrink at age 12 is the most fun. I get to listen and listen to hours of problems. And still after so many years and so many miles away from my family every Sunday on Skype, they all get their weekly dose of therapy. I sit there and listen, and listen. But not once do they ever want to hear about me because they think I don’t like to share. I do, but I want to share to people who really will listen.

 

So this is how I came up with this site. If you are here and reading this, and you want to know more, you must care. If you do keep on reading Homemade Wit I hope my good times and the mishaps will make you laugh or cry with me in this tragicomedy we call life.