I am such a spontaneous and compulsive buyer. In my hastiness to write more and thinking that I would be able to instantly jot down brainwaves whether on the train or in between halves of a football match, I bought myself a pda from work.

Such a good staff deal that I bought two, becasue I think my dad would appreciate the latest gadget from FSC.

Now that I've spent the whole day installing the software and rebooting my notebook because it appears to have insufficient RAM to activsync files to my spanking PocketLOOX 420 I'm thinking maybe a pen and paper would have sufficed.

"I do wish that I had written more of my life experiences down. It's as if so many of life's lessons that we've learnt and internalised, we know longer know how to share or relate."

I didn't go into work today because my stomach pains reached an all time high and as I recuperated in front of my computer I stumbled upon Bert's site.

I've recently been compelled to pick up my journal again and scribble in thoughts, emotions and feelings before they escape me. Reading journals like this and this has really inspired me to deposit my experiences in blogs and written entries. Bert's above comments merely pushed me over the edge.

So now I will endeavour to write more. Write of stuff that inspire, stuff that don't, stuff that evoke thought and stuff that kindle emotion.

You know, just stuff.

move on, just gotta move on