the best thing about living a connected life is that i leave pointers to my memories no matter where i go or what i do. there's my blog, twitter, facebook, orkut, gmail, my texts, and occasionally (but not connectedly), even my diary.
somehow, it always feels good to track back and read my old memories. in fact, it's probably something i can do as often as i feel like, and still never get bored of. i wonder why. it's not like all my memories are happy, funny or even worth remembering. it simply feels nice to go back.
reminders of how far i've come, and yet how i essentially remain the same.
reminders of the people who have come into my life, stayed there, and occasionally, left.
i guess i'll never have to worry about entertainment when i'm old. i'll just have to read "the collated writings of kristopher noronha" (provided it's small enough for me to physically handle :D)
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