dear all
i was just reading my blog today and realised.....I CAN'T HAVE A PUBLIC BLOG. it would be suicidal. I might as well slit my chest and show you my pumping heart, arteries and all.
You see, a diary is a most precious thing. No one should be able to see through you. Thoroughly. Because in this world, we simply show ourselves how we would like to be perceived. Whether or not it accurately translates is a total different mattter. And what value is a blog that has all these apprehensions? It is simply another marketing tool.
I was in hk for a couple of days, and it did hit me that I can't turn back and be the annonymous passer by. A total stranger is your lover, a night out clubbing means you are wild, a few drinks means you are depressed or alcohol dependent. I may be stretching it a bit, but when can i be truly rid of all these apprehensions and follow the pumping organ? The answer is somewhat depressing, and i should be counting my blessings. I should be grateful for all the attention from above and here. I should be working hard and count the chicks when they do hatch. I should be doing alot of things that i may not feel like doing but absolutely have to.
Or maybe i shouldn't!
YZ |