2004
It is funny.
I left in 2002, by now it is 2004.
We move fast...
My blog exists quite some time now, and writing it has never been a burden.
Every day little notes, send through bits and bytes to the world.
Many people catch.
Fragments.
And that is what this is supposed to be: fragments, mo(nu)ments out of my life.
You will never be able to read all of it here.
You will only read where my mind decided to stop and to see. And even then it is only a fragment out of.
Because some things belong to me.
The power of a blog is that readers get involved, they sneak into a life, peek.
But in the end it is only a fragment.
Like a photographer who frames, and by choice leaves things unseen.
Posted on January 4, 2004
in Limit of my knowledge
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