Time has come to resurrect this old scrapbook of mine, that I have started a long while ago and abandoned for other pursuits shortly after. Three Moleskines have since become filled with musings and rants and - who would have thought - drawings. I have also ventured out into unknown territory and started doing paper cut images. (Note to self: post photos soon.)
I need to write to find out what I think. I also need to write just for the purpose of writing, just to make sure I don't forget how to type, or how to compose a sentence. And also- I need to write in all possible languages, just so that I retain some familiarity with them. I have noticed my deteriorating grammar in Slovak, my complete loss of vocabulary in Hungarian and a stutter creeping into my speech, every time I try to speak German. So I might try to babylonize the posts on this blog a little. Don't ask me why I write what I write in a particular language. I don't know the answer yet. But I will think about it.
