a slice of chocolate caKE with everything on it

because life's like chocolate cake: it's only either very sweet or bittersweet

Friday, October 27, 2006

Wake Up, Little KE, Wake Up

Yawn. (And imagine a series of upper-limb stretching while doing so)

Blogging again after more than a month's time of not even visiting my own blog site feels like waking up from deep sleep -- the type wherein you have no dreams, and when you wake up, you really feel refreshed and recharged that you happily get on doing the things you have to do or, lacking a planned itinerary, you go on making a list of things to do for the day and you go them with the zeal of an energizer bunny. Actually, that would acurately descibe my disposition waking up this morning. :D

But of course, I have not been literally sleeping for one month (though there are times that I wish I did). I just seem to a) find no time to visit this beloved virtual nook of mine, which is ironic since I'm online the whole day during weekdays, though it's more because of b) my unwillingness to stay inside the internet shop with all the noisy, Ragnarok-playing boys (oh, the sadness of unlimited home internet access being cut). There is lack of presence here but I assure you, I do think about blogging all the time. I don't know if other bloggers out there find themselves in the same situation, but I usually catch myself having a sudden infusion of possible post topics and composing blogposts in my head. Topics range from trivial, to somber, to political, to giddy, to socially important, to scientific, to IT-related, to literature... you get the picture. And these "blogbulb moments" come at the randomest of places and times (think in the middle of crossing the Shaw-Edsa intersection). So you see, I never really stopped blogging. I just didn't have the opportunity to put it down on webpaper .

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Recently, I woke up one morning wanting to write. Not just write like here in this blog or on a piece of paper with a pen. I want to write WRITE. I want people who don't know me personally to read what I've written. I want to be PUBLISHED.

A short while after that enlightenment, my skepticism about Paulo Coehlo's famous line from THE ALCHEMIST was shaken. Perhaps the universe indeed conspires towards what one really desires to accomplish... and add on other good stuff as well.

I'm excited. Let's wait and see what happens... :D