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Kick Off Your Shoes, Put Your Feet Up, and Relax, Baby

It’s halfway through September, and I’m quite pleased to note that I haven’t written anything even remotely full-on political on this blog. And no, that Celdran article was not even close to political.

Some of the people who read my work because of the observations I made of the way things in Manila – and in the Philippines – are will probably wonder why I stopped writing about those things. And there are plenty of reasons, truth be told. But the most important reason was that I just got tired of looking for topics on a daily basis.

See, writing about current events entails a level of research that needs to be done quickly and efficiently. I don’t have the luxury of time to do that every day. This blog’s a mental exercise more than anything else, and despite the ads I’ve put up all over the place, I don’t earn enough from this to turn it into a job. (If I did, you wouldn’t see me taking breaks from posting, trust me).

I guess, at the end of the day, I like having a small spot on the web where I don’t have to dilute my thoughts into 140-character sound bites, or into something that only my friends and close colleagues can see. Social media’s amazing, don’t get me wrong. But sometimes, you need to find a way to escape the rush of every day living. And for me, coming up with a short blog post on this blog every day (yes, I schedule my posts) would be my escape. I get to focus on something that isn’t newsworthy, that isn’t work-related, and that isn’t something that needs to be properly polished.

And man, does that feel good. No expectations, no pressure. I am the relaxed fat man.

smoker

Aww yeah.

Not that I won’t post anything like those anymore. I still will. Or maybe, if I find the time to do it, I’ll set up a separate blog for those incendiary (?) articles. The future’s not set in stone. But I do like the simplicity of this new set up. I get a writing exercise every day, I get to talk about things that matter to me, no matter how silly they are, and I get to entertain people who are unlucky enough to stumble upon my blog.

What more can a blogger ask for?

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