|taken at Battery Park, NYC, 2008|
02/ I do a lot of mental blogging. I think about things to blog but I never seem to remember them later on. I guess it would be nice to write them down but I don't seem to remember to do that either.
03/ Do you feel rejected when you visit someone's blog and leave a lot of comments and they never even come once to your blog? Sometimes I do but mostly I kind of forget about it or ignore it. I just hope for those that visits here a lot and leave lots of kind words, don't feel rejected if I don't visit their blog or leave comments. Sometimes I do visit but I leave no words - there's just aren't anything I want to say, that is, nothing that I think are worth saying.
04/ I'm an anti-social media blogger. Okay, not entirely true but it seems to be true. I've avoided joining Facebook. I've quitted Twitter a long time ago. I've quitted Pinterest a few months ago. I guess I can't really join Instagram as I have no smart phone or iphone or ipad, not that I wanted to anyway. I'm also thinking of quitting bloglovin' as you need to sign in/sign up to view even a single post of someone's blog. I don't use bloglovin' for reading blogs but on occasions I click on 'Similiar Blogs' to see other blogs that I might be interest in. (And let's not mention the whole sign in/sign issue because I keep thinking how is a person suppose to protect themselves from identity theft if they have to sign in/sign up for every little thing?)
05/ Re-reading books is great but I guess there's a chance I might miss great books just because I'm reluctant to read new ones. It's a vicious cycle really. Either I read the same books that I love or I read new books that I might just end up hating.
06/ It is known or so I think it's known: Publishers would not publish your stories/writings if they appeared in a blog first. Whatever you posted on your blog is considered published. So why do people still chase the dream of being a published writer? It's probably because it is not the same. Sure, you can print out a story and read it that way but it's still not the same. Not to me anyway. So I don't think I should post any more stories just for that reason but it's still undecided. It's not very likely I'll ever get anything publish. I mean, I couldn't even finish writing most of the stories I started anyway. (Update: This seems to be only half-true, but you know, most people, publishers mainly, would probably prefer new material).
07/ I don't actually remember people well but I remember moments and here's one from a few years ago:
It was the middle of rush hour and I was getting out of a train. Okay, maybe it's more like people were pushing me from behind. Somehow my face got pressed against this man's shirt. It was really soft like I've just fallen against a pillow. There was this scent of fresh soap and I thought, how nice. I looked up at his face for maybe two seconds. He didn't seem particularly angry. He just calmly looked at me and I think he smiled. He turned or perhaps I did. He was inside the train and I was out of it. Then the train left the station and that was that.
I don't remember his face now, only the scent of fresh soap and the soft fabric of his shirt. I don't know why I should remember that moment and not the others. It's nothing romantic, it's just a moment of quietude, I guess. Such moments are rare these days as everyone's rushing all the time and there's a crowd everywhere. I suppose it's hard to find those good moments where you don't feel overwhelm or full of destinations and schedules you have to keep.