Time flies too fast. I have no problems with it flying, but it's the haste I cannot bear.

Wasn't it just not too long ago that I put this website together? Why do so many of the pages look and feel so outdated already?

Recently, I was asked to go and retrieve a print-screen from my old website/blog thing. Last year, I decided to shut down my story-blog which I had up since 2005 (approx). On that blogspot page, I shared hundreds of flash fiction stories that I wrote to give away freely to the world (not that there was much traffic towards the end when I stopped updating it). I took it offline because I read about how "proper publishers" don't like stories that are already available on the internet for free...

But I miss it, you know? I miss its simplicity and sincerity in me when I wrote on it... the feeling of writing to write, to share an idea, to have the chance to be read, to amuse, and to be amused. I didn't write on that blog to be a "writer" and the last thing on my mind was about becoming a "published author".

I so much more prefer writing random raw flash fiction stories than blogging about my real life and struggles with creating my websites.

Today on Valentine's day, I shall rekindle my old flame. Open up the blog again and if nobody wants to print those stories because it's already blah blah blah... so be it. And yes, maybe I can start putting up new stories on it. New stories that are like the old ones - born of random ideas, written quickly in one sitting, unfinished, unpolished, diamond-in-the-rough-draft stuff.

I'm consoled by being able to undo at least this cause of regret.

I'm glad that although Chattering Matterings of the Original Meekfreak is old and dated, I'm not yet jaded.