My computer toolbar’s clock reads 1:03. The first hour of the the last day of the first month of 2010 has come and gone like the starting sips in a cup of coffee, following a pattern of endless minutes that morph into days, weeks, years.
I’ve put up a number of blogs before, but most (if not all) of them have long gathered megabytes of virtual dust, alongside the passwords I’ll never remember and entries I thought I’d never forget.
So why start another? Because now, life is making more sense and becoming more confusing all at once, and the need to anchor thoughts, events and actions the best way I know how — through words — has become more pressing. Scores of things have happened in the last few months that I wish I had kept some record of, as opposed to storing it in the finicky database of memory, where it is constantly threatened by fresher stimuli. Retrospect is a quaint place to be; writing in that borderline time between what was then, what is now, and what is yet to come is something I revel in (hence the username) for reasons cathartic and nostalgic.
My primary hope in blogging is to piece together (or take apart, as the case may be) the series of instances I call my life — and perhaps discover how these intertwine with that of others. The big picture is still far from completion, but the journey to get there is something I’ll gladly embark on day by day, and document as deemed necessary.