Having a blog this past year and a half or so is kinda akin to standing naked in the middle of Pudu Raya for a few seconds at a time. Just like a flasher would, i pull open my clothes at times when it pleases me, give anyone who's interested a peek, then just as quickly, button everything up again. To say the least, the exhibitionist in me is pleased.
But its often more than that, much much more. Its therapy, education and entertainment all rolled into one. Those of you who have been reading this humble blog over the past few months or even just the past few weeks, will probably know more about who i am than friends i've known for years. Those of you who've been reading since the beginning (perhaps good ol' Queen Blog), you probably know me better than my parents do.
Talking about the things that matter to me, about the things in my life is therapeautic -- i really can't find a better word for it. It always feels better to talk about something than to keep it bottled up, and where better to do than on your own personal soap box where you could have an audience of millions or an audience of none at all.
And when you write back, through the comments, or through emails to me, that's when you teach me something, that's when i'm educated -- educated to look beyond myself and share a bit in what is yours. Sometimes people insult me on my blog, sometimes people insult the people i love, sometimes i'm belittled or ridiculed -- that's ok, it stings occasionally, but its not all that difficult to get over it. Its all about accepting the territory that comes with blogging, and its all about balancing the cost and the benefit. By and large, what you say to me is just as important as what i have to say, sometimes even more so.
Its been a year or so (read my first ever post). I forget when the VOI began life, just like one day, i'm sure i'll forget the birthday of my children or wife (i'm sorry, i've just got that sort of memory). But i know its been a while. Its good to look at things again every so and so -- here's to another year of Interactions. Cheers.

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