Over the years, the thought to make this blog private has crossed my mind a couple of times. I mean, the blogging scene is dead and my posts are mostly for myself. Heck, even I don't revisit my posts sometimes.
I do occasionally drop an informative (does random and sometimes unproven tips count as informative?) sort of post, but that only happens once in a blue moon. And by blue moon, I mean once in every couple of years.
Mostly, this blog remains a space for my not always coherent thoughts as well as poetry, when the mood strikes. The honest reason why I'm still keeping it open boils down to nostalgia. It's a whimsical thing, having a window to my soul, the inner workings of my mind tucked away in some forgotten place on the net. And if someone stumbles upon this window seeking some comfort and familiarity, then it'll be almost magical, wouldn't it? Don't mind me, I live for the paradox of things.
Today's entry (apart from hitting an arbitrary quota of sorts) is meant as a reminder to myself to slow down and be caught up in the moment.
I tend to get too absorbed, focused on achieving self-imposed targets to the point where I unhealthily fixate and become emotionally disconnected. It's especially easy, to spiral downwards from there. If you've read my posts about how I need to rewire from time to time, you probably already know how easy it is for me to lapse into a mood, and I spend ages trying to pick myself out from that slump.
so.
slow down.
Anyhow, my diablo immortal characters, Skult and Blieu just because:
xoxo
when they smash my heart into smithereens
