Purpose and Parents,

I finally understood the reason behind the tepid effort i put in when it comes to blogging, of late.

Let me explain. I write posts here when i experience a sudden enlightenment which culminates into perhaps 'new-found' ideas which i find [ at that moment in time ] strangely sententious and irrevocably intelligent. BUT these random thoughts are mostly short in nature. So because i am incessantly offered such an astounding array of websites, ones where i am presented glorious opportunities to 'pen' down my funnies or preconceived notions in a manner where brevity is the way to go; i tend to produce a lackluster performance HERE. Because for me, a blog is where you expand your ideas with words, like adding leaves of substance to a stem of thoughts, like adding flesh to the exposed bones; like scooping a ball of ice cream and smacking it on an empty cone. geez.

And don't you think parents are mired in an intractable quandary. They have worked and toiled and suffered and persevered so that we could have a non-tumultuous free-of-labour childhood, yes? But on the other hand they don't want us to laze around like it's Sunday everyday. sorry i digress.