just something to post

Before, I felt like my blogsite was my extended memory board - more like a penseive.  I didn't care that only few friends knew about it. I even intentionally restricted most friends from knowing it. It's simply served as my diary in the world wide web which I hoped in time would be fun to look back. Most get-aways, heartfelt realizations, quarter-life dilemmas I tried to encapsulate in my posts. Eventually, the more I write about them, the better I feel about each experience… more of like a friend you're excited to share juicy what-have-you's with.

Looking back and reading previous posts, I still feel the excitement I felt when I was writing them. In retrospect, I found it funny how I made a mountain out of a mole on some quarter-life issues.

Sadly now, I don't have the will to write anymore.  I don't know if this is because my post from my old blogsite have not been migrated yet. I don't know if my life have really become busy as my friends claimed but I don't feel any busier. I don't know if this is because my life has really lost it's excitement though there are many instances that I thought were worth writing about. Perhaps, it's that simple. I don't have the will to write. Period. Perhaps I'm in a stage where whatever I'm experiencing is worth remembering and I don't need a space in the www to remind me of that. I don't know.

To the blogging goddess that bestowed me the spirit and thrill of blogging, please grace me some blogging dust again!