Hey,
Its been a long time since I wrote. I know that. I thought I'd almost forgotten how until I was cleaning up my desktop today (amongst other things) and I came across a random post I'd written waiting for a train in San Diego's Amtrak station, cold and tired after an interview. And I remembered how effortless it used to be to write. And it reminded me why I took to writing a blog in the first place- to document the small things and to make sure they're never swept by the wayside of life. I'd forgotten a lot of stuff that had been on my mind then, a couple of months back. I wonder how much I would remember of today a couple of years from now.
I didn't do much today. I did some cleaning, some house hunting, some learning to play Texas Hold 'em, some eclipse-watching, some chilli-bajji eating and some random impulse following. I walked out of my friends' house not wanting to go back home yet and I randomly decided to take my new car for a drive. (I'd bought a new car last week. It's a Volkswagen Jetta and it deserves more than a passing comment but thats all it shall get today.) Not knowing where else to go, I drove to work, past endless lines of Cisco buildings along Tasman and past Cisco Way. And then, worried about the late hour and less than a quarter tank of gas, I turned back. It was a nice hour of just me, the car, the music and the road. And it was beautiful. I've been learning to do a lot of stuff on my own these days and not to get bored by lack of company. Now I'm beginning to see the beauty in it. Thats a personal landmark, right there.
Life's been dramatic. Life's been chaotic. And life's been overdriven by passion the last couple of months. So much so that I didn't want to take time off to write. But now, as life settles in to a little more structure, I will be here a lot more often.
Soonly!
Div
Its been a long time since I wrote. I know that. I thought I'd almost forgotten how until I was cleaning up my desktop today (amongst other things) and I came across a random post I'd written waiting for a train in San Diego's Amtrak station, cold and tired after an interview. And I remembered how effortless it used to be to write. And it reminded me why I took to writing a blog in the first place- to document the small things and to make sure they're never swept by the wayside of life. I'd forgotten a lot of stuff that had been on my mind then, a couple of months back. I wonder how much I would remember of today a couple of years from now.
I didn't do much today. I did some cleaning, some house hunting, some learning to play Texas Hold 'em, some eclipse-watching, some chilli-bajji eating and some random impulse following. I walked out of my friends' house not wanting to go back home yet and I randomly decided to take my new car for a drive. (I'd bought a new car last week. It's a Volkswagen Jetta and it deserves more than a passing comment but thats all it shall get today.) Not knowing where else to go, I drove to work, past endless lines of Cisco buildings along Tasman and past Cisco Way. And then, worried about the late hour and less than a quarter tank of gas, I turned back. It was a nice hour of just me, the car, the music and the road. And it was beautiful. I've been learning to do a lot of stuff on my own these days and not to get bored by lack of company. Now I'm beginning to see the beauty in it. Thats a personal landmark, right there.
Life's been dramatic. Life's been chaotic. And life's been overdriven by passion the last couple of months. So much so that I didn't want to take time off to write. But now, as life settles in to a little more structure, I will be here a lot more often.
Soonly!
Div
