My biggest enemy is procrastination...
That and the fact that I'm suffering from a bad case of writer's block.
I've put off blogging for so long that I've nearly convinced myself that I've forgotten how to write in proper, lucid sentences. Now isn't that such a peculiar little phobia??? Truthfully, I've been wanting to blog for the longest time -- Sometimes when I'm on the bus or train, or walking to the shops on saturday mornings to get the day's paper, I'd think of all these marvellous little ideas for a blog entry... Only to find them vanishing into wisps of smoke when I finally sit down in front of my desktop at home.
In fact, there are so many words crammed up in my head just waiting for the right opportunity to come along so that they could gush forth like a geyser on a hot summer's day. But then, these words are really nothing more than random trains of thought that don't make any sense at all; like the multi-colored strands that stick out from an old embroidered quilt -- when you pull at an individual thread, you end up pulling inches and inches of it out and not getting rid of it at all.
See... I'm rambling already. *Sigh*
I miss blogging.
