Blog therapy

I miss pouring out all my unspeakable thoughts, rants, raves and curses on something, someone, or some paper, or blog. For the past months, I have been totally disconnected with my innumerable blogs on the net, I roughly even had time to check my facebook account. Friend requests pile up to 36 in just a week and messages from 6 months ago still remain unanswered up to now. I remember posting a blog a couple of months ago about my failure to take photos on special occasions and I boiled down to the conclusion that what I really needed was a new digicam. Newsflash! I got a new digicam (canon) from my big bro from big Dubai. But what’s really messing with me head is that I still failed to take photos on what I would normally consider a special occasion.

It was until the end of the year when I realized that something is wrong with me, something somehow toppled down the yin-yang balance within me. I am being drawn to the gloomy side of the story. In a nutshell, something inside me was dying and my ignoring it has made it into a cancer.

My friends tell me that I am most inspired to write, to sing or to compose songs when I’m at my downest. If you’ve reached this part of my blog post, well, if you know me well, you’d say that I’m more eloquently verbose than usual. Then watch out for the million dollar headline : Yes, I am officially depressed.

Time for some blog therapy. Hello again, tumblr!