So I have been thinking about this whole blogging thing for quite a while now and up to now, I can't really say that I am that committed to it. part of it (and a large part at that) is my hesitancy to put myself so out there.
Think about it. Writing something like this, no matter how impersonal the subject of discussion may be, shows the readers glimpses of who you are as a person. The use of one word instead of another, sentence construction, the choice of the subject itself, etc are all facets of the writer as a person.
I have this notion and I can't really dismiss it as being irrational that writing like this, so personal in such a public avenue, is just well, senseless. But again who among us is really in the position to know the "sensible" from the "senseless".
As Haruki Murakami puts it, "the pure present is an ungraspable advance of the past devouring the future. In truth, all sensation is already memory". So this is my testament to the present....mere snapshots of my quirks and idiosyncrasies....
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