At times, I feel I could fill this blog with thoughts in the morning and thoughts at night.

Heh, my cousin says I’m very random at times when I talk. The first sentence not correlating to the next one. A few friends would agree.

Sometimes there’s just plenty going on in my mind. There are so many facets of life to explore, like taking pictures, what it means and all the little things that go with it. A moment later I’d be thinking of finance portfolios, of what is a good basket of industries to trade in. Was learning Hiragana earlier in the day. Figured out how to right the sounds of ‘a i u e o’ yesterday. Trying to pick up the next line of syllables now. Thinking how I actually managed to learn Chinese, as the strokes have a specific order, or what the strokes are called. Everything has a general rule of thumb, like ‘i’ before ‘e’ or something like that. Realised I’m not a very good teacher, for sometimes I take my own shortcuts, and things aren’t apparent to the person you’re teaching. I managed to learn about things because some are better teachers than others. Or maybe animating a lightsabre scene in my mind. Full of sound effects, some extravagant plot of a storyline, I can see the stylised moves of light and sound converging. Maybe playing director in my own mind, thinking how cool it’d be to be able to pull of the technical implementations of it all.

Sometimes you feel warmer in your own thoughts than elsewhere. It may be self confidence, but you don’t feel bombarded by peripheral senses or expectations when you ponder about the world. Many things go on about you that sometimes you fear, but are too dismissive to worry about. Heh, not that some things are worth worrying about.

I could be just tired.