It has indeed been quite a while since last I wrote. Well over a year; I feel that an appropriate amount of time has passed, so that all my readers have wandered away in search of more reliable writers. When I began this new electronic form of journal I thought to myself: ‘This is it, you will finally start a journal, and keep up with it. How can you not? Always on the computer, traveling to different places, you can’t miss!’ As almost inevitably happens, life gets in the way. Somehow, all those amazing trips that you think you’ll never forget, or are always too busy to relive; will be lost. The need to get to work on time, not miss your bus, have another dinner date with friends – their urgency always seems to overpower that of preserving the fantastic memories.
Now that over a year has passed, I wonder how things will change; if I am back for good, or if this is merely another sporadic stop on this rather strange, haphazard journey. Perhaps it was a reluctance to open up memories that though still (relatively) fresh, feel a lifetime ago. Memories that if given just a moment to linger, bring tears and sadness in their wake. Ironic, is it not that the best of memories can also be the most painful? I do so hate to speak in clichés but it seems that lately my life has become defined by them.
Now that this has been recalled to my attention, I hope to continue updating, and adding from all the adventures of the past eighteen months. Sit back, and hang on, it’s going to be an interesting ride!
