being true

I was going through this blog for the Nth time and realized that there are a million reasons why people write their own. I for one would like to record bits of my life and stuff it in my own internet time capsule... and that someday my kid(s) or my kids' kids will read on and think that i'm not really that much of a psychopath. Facing facts, I guess i'm partly hoping that someone would read through this and think that there's more to the black background and white fonts but then again, I never gave my blog enough justice and for people to check back and see something new and interesting.

I'm not saying that I'm turning over a new leaf. I'll be what I'll be and probably think of a new direction; like of fatherhood, of hoping for the best for the Philippines and generally of ideas that I've always wanted to share. I commend Cynch, a very, very good friend of mine, for her blog which always spills out what's in her head. It's always a treat to read through it (even though I only know a handful of her friends) as it is very human... and very real for that matter. I'd describe it in a 500-word essay but on top of my head, I'd say it has "dimensions". So kudos to you Cynch and I hope to find the same purpose in writing.