Once upon a time I started blogging, and then stopped when I had to pack up and move to the other side of the world. Now I’m taking up mouse and keyboard again and making a second attempt at keeping an online journal.

This entry is my obligatory answer to the oft-asked question: why have a blog?

The first thing that comes to my mind is that I just feel like it. A lot of times I don’t do exactly what I feel like doing (ex. going to the the head of a long line at the movie ticket counter, or telling the occasional overly-rude person I meet that his/her momma ought to have taught him/her more manners), so doing exactly what I want to do is an indulgence I want to take right now.

The second reason is that I have come to a point in my life where I feel like imposing my opinions on unsuspecting web surfers. And then too, I want to explore the idea of selling my favorite pork dish, adobo, online.

The preceding paragraph is an example of the wild flight of ideas that run through my head many times during the day, and I thought that writing would help me reign them in. That is the fourth reason I’m blogging again.

What if nobody else reads this blog? Ah, does it really matter?, I ask myself. Well, does it matter if no one else hears a sigh in the dark, or a giggle in an open park, or, in a somewhat similar vein, a fart in an empty elevator? They all feel good nevertheless.

Yup, I really think expressing myself in some way, be it unknown by the rest of the world, would feel good. Yoda once said, “Thoughts you have in secret, who you are in truth.”

Ha, gotcha.

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