It's a restart!

Ah, welcome back, my friends!

Finally I've managed to set my time to write again. I've been meaning to blog since ages ago. I've also always wanted to write anything since looong time ago. But neither happened.

Since facebook era, well until now facebook is still in, I felt like blogging is very old fashioned. I have been very busy confirming friends, shouting on their walls, posting some stylish pictures with various backgrounds so stylish that one will think I'm a show off --if you know what I mean ;-).

After facebook came twitter, and "twitting" became a new trendy term . I have an account on twitter too but not using it very often. Up to now, I still haven't found the pleasure in twitting. Maybe later, I'll try.

For the last three years (I did blog in 2007. I wrote about my vacation in Bali, remember? So the previous two years didn't count!) I've been through thick and thin. See many things, hear many things, but still say nothing. Quel dommage!

A friend of mine, Tri L. Astraatmaja, bought me a legendary elegant journal of Moleskine, back in Leiden. I remember what he wrote to me: "Please don't let your ideas slip away, keep them in it." I keep the journal, not the promise.

Since then, I wrote occasionally. But the writings ended mostly in my external hard disk. I don't know why, my faith in words gradually dwindled. In fact, I lost faith in many things. I was at the point of really really hard to get back on track, that is: writing.

I've never ever wanted to be a writer. I wish I could write a novel, a script, or the like. I did write short stories before. And it seemed to be only one step away from writing a novel. Yes, one step. But it's a giant's step we are talking about. I did write scripts for documentaries. That's all. I never again write for myself, write for the sake of writing itself.

It's such an irony. I never documented my experience in writings or anything. While at the same time I often give workshop on publication and documentation. I've been thinking about this irony since 2008, how I was too absorbed in works. And I feel dull.

I'm not that busy. I've never been that busy. I just feel that everything I see or hear or live through is not really interesting for anybody else. And sometimes I prefer to live my life through music. It's remarkable how music can invoke your old memories.

But now, despite my faith, I'm back in writing. Why? I don't know, I just feel the urge to do it. Maybe, maybe because I have too many spare time recently. And I want to have my faith in words back!

So, from now on, stay tune!