Hard to believe I'm fifty years younger than you could ever imagine. Haha! I wish. Well think have to keep my mind open. I should have this blog open because so many signs out there want me to have this blog. For real. Yeah of all my blogs this blogsite has reached 16,444 views already since the year I started blogging in 2007. Other blogs of mine have lesser views.
Secondly, the time when I decided to quit here on January 5 and have thoughts to just blog and concentrate on another blogsites. Whatever suit my mood and mode. It depends with the story and reason, valid reason to do it. Besides I don't like talking about myself all the time as if I am self-centered which I'm not. That's not the real me. Talking about other people is not that good either so fiction or imaginative is the best route.
Since the time that I quit blogging here I noticed that I keep receiving blog stats views so that means some readers are still visiting or dropping by my blogsite even if I stop blogging. Blog statistic recorded 284 views from that day. Since that day.
Third, the dream about aunt is also prophetic or visionary in it sense to carry this blog for more years to come. With her "light house" painting image located on the right side of the blog format here is one of the valid reason that lest assured have to continue even if there are times when I get so tired and restless from blogging. Blogging is time consuming and it deprived me of some other work to do at home. Subject running out of proportion or something can be the problem especially when I blogged so much of that in the past. I hate to be redundant. I hate to be repetitious and I will try to change the subject if it needs to so that it will be more interesting to the readers. I know that there are so many of us here blogging and sometimes my topic or my story is being passed around or just the same in content or let say it has something in common with other stories in the blogworld. Connecting words and statement must be the power that connects us through one thing and one thing only as if it is a miraculous relay of something that make us a part of the whole community. Making us aware of one's story as it was passed from one another to another as in bridging the gap. Pass the light. Or pass the bulb? I think that's funny.
If you cannot understand what I'm trying to emphasize here? Is that my problem or yours? Think that only the people who can read, can understand. So glad that children can understand because they can read. I'm happy that majority of my readers are children...kids who can better translate the theme of my agenda here for the old folks. There...I am old and kids can understand me. I wish old people can also understand or is it ego bothering them. I hope not or will those those egos of yours so that we'll have sunshine eggs tomorrow. Good night it's getting late here now. Gotta watch hockey. Ciao!
