Nostalgia by Weblog
It's been such a long time. I always had a love-hate relationship with writing here. When I was in India and knew lots of friends were reading I always felt uncomfortable after I hit the post button. It was to do with the problems of representing yourself. As from-the-heart I could have hoped to write, my words were never me. So returning to the UK I stopped self-publishing. Now I would see my friends - why would I need to forge some alternative cyber-relationship with them via an online diary?
Today, out of curiosity, I went to my blog and looked at my guestbook. I had two random messages from people I didn't expect to hear from. Both brought a smile to my face. Now I'm writing for old time's sake, I think. I've been tempted to tap something out partly because I wonder if anybody's still listening. Maybe only Dave in California, one of my first readers. If you are... hi Dave! London Burning Man decompression, 11th December, same day as Santacon. It's going to be HUGE! Or perhaps one of the people I met travelling will stumble across this. Ofer, Roy, Kevin, Toby, Itamar, Carlos, Carla, Shimrit, Simran, Danielle, Ayelet, Marie, Katia, Hilla, Stephanie... Holding a special place in my heart for all of you.