bloggging

i have this thought about how much i can really put in a blog/ or a diary and all. so many thoughts go flash n zoooom even
before i catch them, or get to comprehend them. its like barely getting a peek at your own thoughts.

i've read some bare-all kinda blogs, and somehow can't find myself doing the same - and 'all the world' reading 'all my world' stuff. in a way its the limitation of this mind, coz in essence there isn't really anything thats tooo 'personal', yet thats what it gets to be more often than not.
many of my own thoughts are so called 'tooo personal' for even my own glimpse, so never jot them down, as i myself
don't want to talk a peep at them again.

kinda like a conveyor belt - a place blocks of my life where i can, and just leave parts of the belt empty where i can't