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A diary waiting to be discovered, picked up and dusted

I thought I’d start properly writing on this today. Blogs have never worked for me; I start writing on a website, say,  MySpace or Facebook, but it never lasts. Oh well, let us see whether WordPress is really THE one for me…teehee.

As a matter of fact, I write on a diary once in a while (a real diary). It has a four-coded lock and is pretty colourful inside, with lines and patterns drawn in already when I bought it. I really am a ‘diary person’. Somehow it always brings me a peace of mind when I write on it, by my table lamp late at night, listening to those favourite songs, undisturbed…past memories and present feelings just come to me,  there is no need to summon them. I am proud to say: my diaries (there must be at least 7 notebooks’ worth now) have all been done in Chinese, beautiful to write. It is a truly amazing language for expressing the innermost feelings and thoughts. It will take a while to adjust to writing in English on here, and I’m not sure whether what I say would best reflect how I feel, but I shall give it a try anyway. Afterall, according to Wittgenstein (if I understood this right), words would never be an adequate medium for expressing one’s feelings anyway…so, does that mean, nobody apart from ourselves would ever truly know how we feel?

Now we come to the question of why I started this ‘dreamweaver’s diary’ in the first place. Actually I have been thinking about posting online for a rather long while. It would be a wonderful thing, I have often thought, to be able to have friends met in a virtual world, who would listen to your heart’s beatings and, perhaps, just perhaps, may understand you and even change the way you approach many things. It would be a blessing indeed, if such friends were really for real. To be honest, I don’t even know how WordPress works exactly, and the various ways through which people may access your posts…but I suppose if those friends were really destined to come, they would find this little corner eventually, discover this lost diary, pick it up, brush off the dust and give it a new beginning

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