Just like the title says, indeed it has been. Perhaps to even the point me having no memory of this place anymore. Not a blog it is, but I would say a place, to type freely, to express freely. Yes, time have passed, weirdly the last post was entered on August the 13th, and I already find myself being very much a slightly changed man. Difference with ideals, perspectives, and assorted forms of tolerance. A better man? I would hope for that. Perhaps writing here will help me achieve that, a sort of drawing an SOS sign on a deserted beach while seeking comfort in knowing that one have left his or her mark on this Earth, untouched by others though shifted by nature.
A changed man I have been, with even interactions with people changing. Very much in the quantity of interaction. Out of an institution, life may be brighter without rules, yet dull without interaction. Friends become people, and memories becomes diluted, stale and perhaps insignificant. I guess this is a big part of life, of everybody’s life. People whom were once best friends are people to avoid. One can retreat like a hermit crab, or one can swing around this urban jungle like a modern Tarzan incarnation. One can choose to wear bling, or a boring grey sweater shuffling around in ancient sneakers, but what difference is there honestly? In this human race, what qualifies a difference among people, be it the rich or the poor, or the different races. I may be indifferent, thought with lesser interactions, but perhaps that’s just me. Indifferent as the sand I have shifted on the beach still lays untouched, indifferent.
Anthem of Memoirs 