the whole is greater than the sum of its parts

 a virtual diary. 

but i already have so many physical ones. 

the blue one for the poems i wrote. yellow one for the poems i read. black one for theatre. red one to write about grief. leather bound one for sketches and dried leaves. spiral notebook to plan for life. a daily planner to sort out my life - TinyChange it's called. 

Atomic habits, micro changes, showing up, working on self. whatever we may call it. i'm trying to find a way through it. sometimes, i feel like i'm keeping a log of life. noting down thoughts, categorizing my experiences into personal, academic, hobbies, new learnings, reminders, work and blah blah. i am documenting at a war footing. oblivion scares me. 

i look back often. what boxes did i tick in the last week. things that i was grateful for, my achievements, monthly goals and all that. i forget if i met my friend yesterday or a year ago.

time is like a chewing gum. i stretch it and contract it as i like. it's a fun play. it makes me giggle. but i write it all down.

so this blog is a part of that log of life. a meta document about documentation. a digital one. 

fun.

i look back often. at my phone gallery. it's running out of space. i have a hard disk for memories. i burn my pictures into it. protecting my data, perhaps. the pictures give me a larger picture. a bird-eye's view of life. from a distance. safe distance? 

it does get exhausting. not feeling. looking at the present moment with nostalgia. like you're watching life from outside. happening. passing. 

so anyway, point being: this blog isn't the only digital diary. 

but the tiny parts add up and maybe i feel a little more whole.