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When I started blogging just over a month ago, I was so depressed I needed an outlet to air my sentiments without having to wake up, at night when I mostly do my musings, whoever was left in my short list of friends-relatives listed in my address book. I am notoriously short of friends and at that time, I was fresh out of one(see the first few posts) so I thought to myself I had better be careful not to slight anyone anymore lest I totally slip to the very real possibility/threat of me becoming a hermit. It is just there dangling around the corner and should I go totally awry, I am in danger of eternal hermit-damnation. I have the internet at my disposal thanks to PLDT's plan 990 and when deep reflections didn't anymore address the overwhelming sadness I took to the world wide web and thus began my foray into the world of blogging. Back then I was so eager blogging cause the prevailing gloom allowed me to write free flowing-ly. In those long lonely sleepless nights I just open my computer and I just type away whatever was at the top of my head. I was finding facility in writing like I've never had before and I thought I could do it on an almost daily basis; not a dent to my normal schedule and me ending up all the more relieved having blogged so :>!.

One post every other day was my target. It seemed easy and since I spend around 1.75hours(one way) on the commute, I thought Id be able to spend travel time writing a draft on my qwerty keyboard smartphone. Bullish, you could call me bullish back then. But soon after, when I was slowly coming to terms with my failed relationship so did my knack for free flowing writing go away. When the blog topics drifted away from anything that bordered around the doomed relationship, my ideas and the words that I used to describe it came rather in trickles and not in bunches that I was so initially spoiled with. Now, not only do I find myself staring hard and long at the blogger dashboard, sometimes, my mind wanders to some miscellaneous interest, and since I am online 90% of the time when I blog, I end up just browsing for that distraction. I know my blogs aren't supposed to be novel-long. Novice bloggers tend to overdo the broth it ends up being spoiled even when there's only one cook(there I go bastardizing the age old saying) and sure I'm one of them novices but I've gone so used to writing term paper journals dating way back ago that it has kinda stuck.

I am also so busy with work that I keep harping to anyone and everyone who will listen that 24hours a day just won't do. Strange fellow I am they perhaps say. Time management.... I should spend some time to think about that :> and not whine like I were the only person who'd like to squeeze some more hours from our hexagesimal clock system we've only the Babylonians to blame(count that as a whine).