Yes, an year-end post. I have no excuses on why I haven’t been writing. But I am now, so just let me. Funny, this time last year, I was so excited to do a year-end post. I guess that is one aspect of my life that has changed in this past year.
Yes I still feel inspired, pretty much every day. Not just about writing but about nearly hundred other things that I wish I could do just about then and there. And then reality hits me, something’s pulling me back, so hard that no matter how much I try, it
just doesn’t let go. The crazy part is I have no idea what that something is. Maybe figuring out that something is what I should be looking forward to, in this coming year. But then, I realize, I don’t want to know. I think I have come to terms with this force to the extent that I am now addicted to it and not in a good way. I somehow enjoy it, the restriction of being opposed, of not being able to do something you want. Why? I again have no idea. Probably I have been so free for so long that now there exist a sense of infatuation to this obsession of being controlled and it’s sinful. It’s thwarting my flight.
2012 will arrive soon enough. I haven’t thought of what 2011 did to me or what 2012 might but one noticeable thing
I haven’t shared so much for quite some time and I have no idea why I did today but somehow it felt nice. Every time I write something close to me here, my love for this blog increases manifold. Of the things I have done for myself, this has been one of the most precious ones.
Chao, see you all next year. -.-