***WARNING:***
Boring post ahead.
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My astrological sign is Aries.
Aries people — so I’ve read, usually suffer from diseases of the head. Psychological maybe? Maybe. Or of a more physical sort? Probably. Whatever it is. I am proof that horoscopes and character-typing, in the realm of the planets — has some truth in them.
I am having an annoying headache yet again — similar to what I’ve blogged about before, and before that. And well, yes, I am hoping this doesn’t mean I’d die soon, because, you know, dying a “bum” and unaccomplished isn’t exactly “sexy”. Well, I’ve written about dreading dying so soon. But, come on, who doesn’t, right? Unless you’re “emo” and borderline suicidal, that ain’t something you’d find comfortable talking about. Anyway, enough of that. Let’s get back to the headache. Just so you know, I am writing this as I’m suffering from this head-pounding, skull-cracking headache. Torture, I tell you.
I guess I’ve been ignoring my body too much. I have lost a lot of weight through “starvation diet” — the most surefire and yet most dangerous diet of its kind. I have been too preoccupied with the BJE MOA-AD issue and the events Mindanao, my Plurk karma, my being an hermit and many other things I wish I can write about but definitely can’t. Hmmm, perhaps that’s what giving me this headache. I hear this nagging voice everyday — that which tells me to quit blogging and being online altogether. And, I must admit, it has been pretty toxic. I have also noticed that my patience and tolerance for other people’s mistakes — or “people” for that matter have dwindled significantly. I set very high expectations — all of which, I am fully aware are difficult to meet — but I end up setting it just the same. Obviously, something wrong will happen. Disappointment galore.
It is never good for man to isolate himself from the world, from society. No matter how many social media sites you enlist yourself to, nothing and I mean nothing beats “human” interaction — the physical kind — the “seeing eye to eye” kind. We were never programmed to be bloggers whiling away the hours defining concepts and doing some sort of a monologue.
Blogging, in the context of a fulfilled or at least of a normal creative and interactive life, is great. But as an activity to replace human interaction is not good. Not good at all.
My headache is still here. I wish I can just turn to writing to make it stop. But who am I kidding? I did it just now but it didn’t work.
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