So I’ve been a little scarce to say the least. Swamped with work, lack of interest, just one more project tossed aside and abandoned in that bottomless pit of Shit I Started. Before I took up blogging I used to IRC every chance I got. Then I took a dabble at turn-based multiplayer online games and fantasy football. For all of 4 days. That quilt I’ve been meaning to finish for the last 5 years, the corrections of my thesis I’m supposed to submit before I can graduate all just add to the list of things I started then faded off like that cheap dress you washed once. But in spite of my attention deficit disorder I’ve managed to keep a diary ever since I got my first one on my 9th birthday. It was one of those Hello Kitty diaries with a tiny key, which I used to update obsessively with mundane details like whether I used Colgate or Signal to brush my teeth that morning and always started with "Dear Diary, today I...". Keeping record of my thoughts/feelings must be ingrained in my ...
the smell of wet earth, kissing in the rain, ice cream, barefoot walks on the beach, cuddling on the couch, sexual tension, freedom, sleek cars, beautiful eyes, independence, intelligence, fresh air, wind through my hair, wit, assertiveness, computers, falling in love, music, foreign places, the unbeaten track, city life, debates, self confidence, the free spirited, women. Make of this list what you will.