Random journal (1)

I have a tendency to write notes. Scattered notes. In many places. Usually I carry a small moleskine notebook with me, and I write whenever I feel like it. Sometimes I cannot pick it up, fetch a pen and write on it, so I write in some random piece of paper and keep it somewhere. Sometimes I write e-mails to myself. I remember a time when I could not update the blog while I was in the office, so I sent mails for myself with things that came to my mind. Sometimes I make drafts here in the blog's dashboard. It doesn't matter the media: I always end up forgetting about them, until one day, by no reason at all, I stumble upon those notes. Sometimes all the thoughts that created those notes flood back into my conscient mind; sometimes, I cannot dig that from my memory. Remembering or not, it's always interesting to find those notes. And since I've stumbled upon a considerable cache of such notes and "thoughts in chaos" (literally), I think I must share with you. It will be my random journal. If any journal I could ever write could possibly be more random than this blog already is. Anyway. Starting now.

You couldn't hide your surprise for not being included in my long-term prediction. But if you're as smart as I believe you are, you won't find it surprising at all. The present is pretty much meaningless, and anyway it has already changed. And after this point, what will remain? What will be left? What will we both do after everything has burned down? What will we talk about then? What will we share? I think about these questions, and I can't find the answer you (and I, in a way) would like to get. The reply is always the same: "nothing".



Note: One year has passed since I wrote this note. My prediction is already halfway right.