I used to have a diary. I started one when I was 10 or 11. At that time, being a writer was still one of my dreams. I still have my diaries. The last entry on my journal was about how I no longer write on it anymore. And I realize it’s mainly because of my laptop and the internet. It’s so much easier to open the former and log-on to the latter than unearth my ten-year old notebook of thoughts and delusions out of my dusty cabinet. That’s the reason I started this blog. For personal gratification, mainly. If someone drops by and wants to comment, then feel free to do so. Just don’t expect me to talk back.