I am suddenly compelled to write a post, even though the core issue (that will not be discussed) behind it has been over discussed and quite frankly, I am sick of thinking about it.
It started with a drama series. Of course, you tell me, nothing good stems out of watching drama series. It’s time-wasting to epic proportions and it makes your brain cells have a half-life of 2 minutes. I think so too, and even if this drama isn’t the clichéd love story in any sense whatsoever, it does have a humor drier than a desert so you can put it under the same category. And it is hardly informative.
It isn’t about the drama now, so I shan’t put down the title, but of the twisting and turnings of the plot. Each segment (story arc or episode or seasons or whichever fits in the developing storyline of the drama) have the basic narrative essay plot graph (settings, conflict, rising action, climax, falling action, conclusion), and so many of these plot conflicts seem to arise from things so familiar, or the plot conflicts themselves are so familiar. If not, plot conflicts I can easily empathize with, or something.
Anyway, it kind of makes me emo. Most of the times in a good way, the way I’d reflect about life and about choices. I guess that’s all I need to ramble in a public post. Actually I have a serious love-hate relationship with public posts and locked posts, but this is between me and my inner asshole/sentimental freak/busybody/melodramatic-or-angsty self.
Back to watching! Ciao.

