I started blogging the story of the wildest time of my youth last week, and decided to take a break before my past consumed me. I have since spent a lot of time playing Call of Duty, watching films, and reading the Batman epics-"Bruce Wayne: Murderer/Fugitive", "War Games" and "Under The Hood". The problem with memories is this: They are usually unclear, and to recall everything perfectly takes effort. If you expend that effort, you usually would like something in return and all straining to remember your own past can offer you is more questions, and the vague satisfaction attained when you recall something pleasing or amusing.
I want to record the story of my three years DJing in the Free Party scene of the South West at the turn of the Millenium, and I will. No way will I drive myself mad to do so! Fortunately, I am just building an archive at the moment, before giving out the URL of my blog to a lot of people. That is good for now, because I don't feel as though I have started something that I'll need to finish in any kind of timely fashion. Also, I am still very new to the internet and pc's, (even as late as '08, my only access to the web was via my mobile, only accessing it as a source of instant info from the likes of wikipedia) so all of this is basically just an exercise in showing myself whether or not I have an ability as a writer, while I acclimatise myself to the limitations of a new medium.
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