Saturday, February 28, 2009

why, or why not

I was surprised by few people who asked me why I don't write on my blog anymore.
I just smiled and that was my answer to them.
wow. so there are some people who still check out this bus blog!

Well, the truth is,
I have moved.
 I haven't been on the bus for months and my commute to anywhere is by the train.
I even get to choose which train I ride each morning.

My favorite is the Purple line. Brown line is okay. Both of them run on the ground and give me a good view for 5 minutes. They get crowded too. But there is something about the crowdedness in train that doesn't push my button. Usually I am okay with being squashed on the corner.
The red line is my least favorite. I don't like going under. Maybe it's due to claustrophobia of mine. Or I simply watched too many Hollywood action movies, where all the criminals always seem to target the subway to install the bomb. 

So, I have been thinking about why I don't write about public transportation anymore.
I guess it's because I don't have much to complain about.
Last semester, I was filled with anger that I had to let it out somewhere. Writing here or recording something on my camera gave me a space to laugh about the situation. Or it made me feel better when I thought to myself, " Well, it's all art."

It's funny to say I don't write anymore because I am not angry or complaining anymore.
I guess I am a writer only when I am not happy.
I say I want to keep good memories forever and forget the bad ones. 
How come I keep the record of my unhappy times and don't care much to write about good times.. Or do I not need to even write about good times since they are automatically engraved in my brain?

Well, anyways,
this is why I am temporarily abandoning my blog for a while.