So, I came back to blogging. After finishing the work season, there was not much left to do. Still, for some reason sharing my two cents feel pretty awkward. For once, I don't want to give my unwelcome opinion anymore since it seems it hurts more than it helps. For second, there are certain points and decisions in my life on which I have no wish to receive advice or words of encouragement. Thus, it was better to just not say anything at all.
So, why write? Well, there are three main reasons:
- My hands hurt when I write. I used to be able to write page after page but the lack of writing left my hands out of shape.
- I am forgetting my Spanish and not learning English: I am both sucking at English and Spanish. My spelling is horrible at best. Right now, I am at the level of a middle school graduate. By august, I predict my linguistic capabilities to be compared to those of a thawing chicken. By December, all will be lost and I will skink to the levels of George W. Bush.
- I am getting dumber: no kidding, my brain broke up with me and it seems it has no intentions of coming back. I used to deconstruct Fellini like peeling and orange. Now, I cannot peel an orange without getting acid in my eye. I am eroding into an ameba. I can see it clearly, my mind and nature becoming one, where I am nowhere and everywhere at the same time. Once that moment hits, MTV's reality shows will be fun to watch.
So, there it is, my reason to write again. If you are out there and like it, write a comment. If you are there and don't like it, lie to me. If you are not out here, I'll pretend you're just shy.