Now where do i start? i'm a quarter way through my life and only now i've discovered the blog. Sad thing but better than never. i wish that i've kept a journal to help me recall some of the happier events of life passed, one as forgetful as i am. But one as lazy as i am tends to falter through tedious tasks of reporting dutifully to a diary. Let's just think that i've lived free unencumbered . Yet many moments (many must have been precious) passed which i just couldn't seem to remember. Memory is really an illusive thing. You may think you've got it but you can't be sure it's not tempered by emotions sentiments hopes all of which can so easily alter a memory to deceive the mind which tries to retrieve it. So it's the mind deceiving itself sometimes. It all goes back to how we perceive the world, how we have perceived it in the past and how we will perceive it in the future. The perception may be on the same scenario or same circumstance which has occured, but it's the time in which the perception is formed that makes all the difference. Without a doubt we will continue to change with time and time will continue to change us or without us.
Better that i start where i am now and maybe pepper some flashbacks whenever a suitable memory pops up. A girl 27 years of age uncertain of the future. Yea very much that. I'm such a non entity in a vast world of occupants and yet i am the only one from which i perceive the world. i've got to stop right here without much progress in the debate on where i should start. Well... it's got to be a fresh start next time i drop in. Ciao
