On a cool day with darkened skies like this, I always like to cuddle in bed with a good book and of course to warm myself up with a cuppa latte perhaps, along with some biscotti. Alternatively, if inspirations did stir up in me, I will start blogging.
Ever since I visited my cousins' blogs (who are by the way studying in Austalia & US), updating their loved ones and friends back here on their daily lives and happenings in the foreign land they now called their second homes. I thought to myself, hey why not start a blog, though I am not anywhere far away from here, to pen down my thoughts, thinking, feelings and what-not. So here I am, this is my 35th entry. I do not write on any particular subject, just about anything under the sun (in the rain for wet days), anything that comes to my mind that instance.
And I like to read other blogs which got some really interesting entries. In fact, I like words alot and get really fascinated by people who are really good with words. It is also a good way to build up my vocab.
I remembered reading from some magazine that most of the bloggers are women. I can fully understand that because women feel more freely discussing about their feelings (wait! I know there are exceptions about men sharing feelings too). But mostly, guys are egoistic, and sharing openly about their inner thoughts/ feelings seem sissy and not macho. On another note, perhaps women are more emotional and need an outlet besides crying. One can't possibly be crying all the time, makes the eyes puffy and tired. Besides, water will run out if the tap is kept turned on.
Ops, I digress. Nah.
Anyway, I always take to writing as an outlet for me. Again and again, I feel that it is therapeutic. It is really true, maybe for me and for that someone out there too. I hope that one day, I can blog by the seaside, with the breeze gently embracing my being, listening the the melodious music of the waves splashing and totally mesmerized by the beautiful sunrise/ sunset.