I haven't written for a while.

While the readers of this weblog are quite familiar with (and hopefully accustomed to) my sporadic disappearances, the reasons behind these lapses are not often the same. Sometimes it's because I'm awfully busy. Hard to believe, but I do get quite busy at times. And then sometimes, the world around me is just too monotonous and uninteresting to write about.

But there are these other times, when you're exposed to so much; in terms of experiences and documentable events; that you find yourself caught in a dilemma - whether to do my best and capture the sensory flood for the benefit of future review, or to just sit back and be witness to the journey that is your life.

The last few days were studded with significant moments and experiences; each of them milestones in my rather uneventful life. Whether it's the culmination of an emotionally taxing undergraduate life; or opportunities to sit on the dining table with famous people you'd only dream about or have in your cassette players, these moments tend to bring out too many thoughts and emotions for me to catch up with. I wonder how other people handle such states; or whether they fall into such situations at all. But for me, it often brings about strange surrealism that stays for a while, allowing me to take some time out and marvel at the Wonder That Life Is.