I was recently reminded by a friend that I have a blog on the wordpress. The fact of the matter is that I have been so occupied by routines that I had not even thought about the fact that I owned a blog, let alone the promise to write weekly columns. But life changes and so our habits. I no longer am a member of facebook, nor an owner of a smart phone. Eliminating facebook alone provided enough leisure time to do things that I used to do in the pre-facebook world. So instead of maniacally refreshing my browser every few minutes to receive the latest news feed I was again able to sit in a corner and enjoy the art of doing nothing. I was able to truly experience pure boredom once again instead of mind-numbingly boredom. Purely bored out of my mind, I thought of doing things to keep me busy. Reading novels was one of those things that I had lost the habit of. I mean, even in the facebook days I still considered myself a reader, but to finish reading a novel within a week was something that I had not done for a long time. An old friend ignited the habit, by lending me his copy of The Broom of the System. A fabulous book, I must add, which I took extensive notes of and plan to write a review in the near future. Next thing I knew, I found myself at the counter of the Recycle Bookstore, paying for few books that I had randomly picked up from heavenly scented shelves. Buying books was another habit that had vanished ever since I registered myself as one of the 1.11 billion facebook users. Instead of buying books I borrowed them from libraries or rarely from friends, that decreased in number more and more as social media’s isolating impact became more evident.
Anyway. When my friend, who had stumbled upon this blog as he had searched for me on facebook to drop a word on my wall, who also happened to be the same person that informed me of the option to permanently delete my facebook account, asked wether in fact it is I who write this forsaken blog and reminded me of its long forgotten existence, I reckoned I could once again squeeze writing a weekly column somewhere in my weekly schedule.
So here it is my friends. An attempt to resurrect.