Writing’s this cheap, escapist thing I do in order to keep myself sane. I, and no doubt others, doubt it is working, though.
This is the form I choose to give my thoughts. The other alternative would be to blubber on, but I don’t think such patient listeners exist. Tuna has had enough of the blubbering on for the one week we weren’t anywhere close to a comp, so much that we avoided each other for a couple of weeks after that. Our respective roommates have a threshold beyond which they go deaf, and this threshold is lesser for the rest of the general populace.
Which brings me to thank all those who read us at The NITK Numbskulls Page. Blogstats say there are a good number of you; but we know of only a handful. Would y’all lurkers not mind introducing yourselves? ‘Coz Blogstats says another thing, that this is our 100th post!!! And we’d really like to know who bothers to read us; who’ve kept us going for 100 posts!!!
It’s not a new achievement, I know. People have reached their 100th post much earlier, some have just done it in a matter of weeks. But, for us, every one of the 100 posts has been special, some place where we’ve poured out a bit of ourselves. We don’t primarily write for people to read. And neither do we write as we would a diary. We write stuff we would like to read ourselves, though I must admit, some of the results weren’t quite what we expected.
As I said before, my writing is a form of escapism. It’s what a psychologist would call a defense mechanism. Others choose to bury themselves in work. Or have a drink. Or talk their heads off. Or watch movies. Or listen to music. Or sleep. I write.
And I must really thank every single person who reads this page for giving me the confidence this is worthwhile at some level, and spurring me to write further, coz the other options of escape don’t seem as great, or as fulfilling.