not running running running but i’m reading and it’s equally powerful equally scary
like a slow fire burn;
edit 1 feb’14: i’m not sure if this is too wistful thinking but whenever people give me their personal blog addresses i’m honoured and awed and curious and pleased all at the same time. because i think one’s writing can show a lot of one’s character and world view and ideals and that’s a precious thing to know about any person. :)
conversely, i used to feel a bit of… trepidation whenever i gave people my blog link, because that is effectively granting them access to all my past thoughts, present thoughts, (and since i’m too much in love with this blog to give it up), my future thoughts too. and i thought it was altogether a tremulously exciting business. but slowly i’m coming to realise that it doesn’t matter… because we are only genuinely interested in another’s thoughts if we are interested in the person her/himself. (we are invested in the happiness of another only if we like the person– i learnt that in cambodia hehheh). so say i give a stranger my blog link! she/he wouldn’t check it much unless the issues posted resonate with her/him, or unless she/he is my friend. and even in the latter case there’s some uncertainty. ahahaha!