Everyday

I read in Naked Conversations: How Blogs are Changing the Way Businesses Talk with Customers that one of the rules of having a successful blog is : Write often.
I am not looking to have a successful blog but I mean to be relevant, al least for my one reader, if he exists and to be relevant you have to relevant.

The most important promises are the ones to yourself so I promise to write on this blog everyday (when I have access to the internet) starting today. I told someone long ago that the first promises I break are the ones to myself. I should keep my promises and learn to look more ahead than in the past. Visions that have passed always look better than a foggy future. The difference is past things can be impossible while the future has never heard of that word. I figured that out today.

Life is meaningful everyday.

Initially I started taking mental notes. A lot of ironic and funny things happen around the Holidays around here. For example the papers write and write about eating healthy, but after the two giant pages of "let's eat salads" and in moderation come two giant color pages, full of photos , about our delicious traditional food : sarmale, sausages and all kinds of meat in huge quantities. Same thing on the news, the reports about drunk and hospital patients that come in for stomach and intestine problems from all the food they stuffed down their throats but then, the nice family stories about how they prepare the meal and work on it for days (duhhh, a pig is hard to cut and boil and grill and fry and....so on so on) and how happy and delicious it will be (the pig is not happy, just the family). Oh, and the shopping, everybody flooded the malls and stuff like that. Every year the same stories. Every year. We get it! Does the world by any chance stop? I s the was over all over the globe? Is famine abolished, and disease and the bloody swine flu? No! I get bored just by passing near a TV around the holidays. Regardless of what mediocrities they put on the telly I don't think there is a day without a lesson or a moment full of beauty, or punishment or dunno...a meningfull feeling, something that really touches you. Otherwise , I guess our soul would become numb. If the brain can die because you do not use it, I think it's more than probable that the same thing happens to the soul.

Foggy city...the beginning of the year.