Ah yes. It is past midnight again and here I am tinkering with domain names and my blog’s theme.
Owning a blog in this day and age is a paradox. I feel obligated to document something – anything – so that I may reflect on these fleeting moments later in my life. Yet I’m paralysed by the thought of what I write being forever inscribed into the flaming dumpster pile that is the internet archives. I’ve looked up my old blogs. They now live on forever. My teenage years. The few paragraphs that can be found still makes me wonder what brain cells (if any) had matured by the time I was able to put together a webpage and typed up all that gibberish. Some of it reads like literal gibberish to my now 35 year old self.
Anyway watch me read this 20 years from now and wonder what kind of mush the current state of my brain is at. What else is there to do but to chuckle and appreciate that we’ve had a good life since the last undecipherable update?
P.S. I had a lovely mother’s day thanks to Kim – belly so full from a whole day of feasting. Eggs and rice for breakfast at home with baby, followed by yum cha at the Eight. Took a walk around darling harbour where baby dove chest first down a slide (luckily I caught her!) Got a machi machi grapefruit thingo then at home we had a mid-afternoon pinoy fiesta leftover pasta snack. For dinner we had Haidilao and I got to taste some Chinese desserts I haven’t had in a long time. This was then followed by another machi machi – mango oat smoothie. I realise I’ve had quite a bit of bubbletea today and instead of continuing to ramble on I should probably go to bed.