Time Is An Illusion

'Cause otherwise I wouldn't have believed it when I saw it has been 5 months since last post. 5 months!!! Remember, I used to erupt here twice a week on average. So what's the occasion, why this sudden reappearance?

An easy answer to why I have been absent, is of course the fact that my days are so much different now, not being a student anymore. Working full days, regular hours, certainly is different from the somewhat unstructured student life I had before. Back then I could stay up all night writing, and I often did. But that's only part of the truth, 'cause my night habits are not that much different these days. Still stay up too late, too many nights - just not writing.

The main reason for me writing is motivation, an urge to express myself, to communicate. I want to tell something. And it wasn't that I didn't have any stories, there has been maybe too many things I could write about. But another important factor, which I only realized just now, is that I usually write when I think I see a connection of some kind. A reason or understanding. In short, one way or the other, writing is for me a philosophical exercise. And I've just been too confused lately.

Today I feel I'm regaining consciousness again, a little revived. Feels good.