"I am an instrument in the shape
of a WOMAN trying to translate pulsations
into images
for the relief of the body
and the reconstruction of the mind."

written by Adrienne Cecile Rich

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

welcoming myself again

i hated online journals. i never seem to get the time to finish them.

now i'm starting one all over again. anyway, with this hectic pace i'm on, i have less time to write down in my diaries.

it's far easier to type down the words into a page than writing them with a pen. my right hand is now suffering from the calluses of an ink-dependent child.

i used to hate blogging because i, being a celestial nasty tongue, might get myself into trouble. well, i just have to remember that what i write here should be what i could say in public.

easier said than done.

so, mariel, welcome, once again, to blogging


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