I don't know how many month have passed since I have posted something here but I know it's been too many. By all accounts this blog has been nothing more than a dishonest journal of my personality and perhaps it has been nothing less than the best I have achieved. Now that says a lot about my life but more importantly about this blog. I came here today to take a backup of this large pile naivety and I stayed to stack up some more. Some forms of therapy can seem pointless or inconsequential or both. I say that while writing without any seemingly conceivable point knowing quite well that none of this matters. And yet I sense myself healing.
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