And I write coz I want to write

You know what's funny? For the past couple of days, I've been doing strange stuff. I'd open the blogger home page, click on 'new post' for WMD (Where Music Dwells aka this blog) and then stare at the compose box. I knew I had things to write and the thoughts were there in my head but all jumbled and the words refused to come out in a logical string.

I gave up after doing this for the 6th time yesterday, thinking I'll come back when I have something to write about.

Writing is an addiction. A good one that is.  And when you have a personal blog where you write your thoughts, your opinions and everything that going on in your mind. You ain't scared of being judged, for your friends already know you and readers don't really get what you are trying to say.

There are times when you are low and you write. There are times when you are too happy and share that with the whole world. There are times when you are lonely and writing becomes your companion. And there are times when you don't have any reason to write, yet you do.

These entries stay here as a reminder. Of my thoughts and my mood. My highs and my lows. They remind me of things I do and the way I am. Some came along while some left behind. The thing that made me happy yesterday, made me very sad today. How strange life was back then. How difficult it seemed then. And now when I look at the same life from this point, it seems less difficult, rather not difficult at all compared to the current life.

And every time I think I have written a lousy post. And after few days, the same post seems so awesome. Every time. The current time is difficult and bad, the same time from future seems easy. Isn't it all in our minds? And I digress again from the main topic. Wait, what was it? Ah, no not really digressing.