Finally. He was all set to go. He’d served his notice period and was good to go. His family thought he was going away on a road-trip, that’s all they needed to know at this point of time. They called him crazy, leaving his hotshot job at an MNC and taking months off to just travel. Road-trips were the in thing now, what Rex wanted was not that. He had decided and arranged for his trip.
He would go solo around the world in a row boat.
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Writing to me is therapy, it frightens and comforts at the same time. Liberates like nothing else. A book in my own name is a dream, but a bigger dream would be to write something that haunts the reader even after the last page is turned and the book is shut. I enjoy reading and music, spending time with family whilst battling my social awkwardness.