I find myself writing down all my tonterías in it. Tonterías, in this case, are those thoughts that you don't deem worthy of paper (because they're really just that stupid or because you don't want a physical record of them), but that, for some reason, you can't seem to let float away from your brain. This is how the "Notes" feature on my iPhone serves me. So thank you, Apple makers, for fostering my writing addiction and thereby contributing to my (in)sanity.
Like I've said, my iPhone notes are not Shakespeare quality, especially since the best ones are usually crafted on four hours of sleep and a pot of coffee whilst I'm suffering from a migraine during my ridiculous Asian American Pop Culture class. Though, every now and then I stumble on a strand of truth, a piece of writing that when I look at again later, I don't hate. Isn't it crazy when that happens?
Here's one of them. (RT stands for "random thought." I label my notes that way for my own reference, you know, since there simply wouldn't be any other way to differentiate the whimsical musings of my consciousness from the mundane constituents of a mid-week grocery list: cereal, beer, water [iff: on sale] )
RT: Cooking always makes me feel better, even when I don't want to do it. Simple tasks like boiling noodles and adding garlic, and onion, and tomato--it's just a nice thing that I can do for myself.
And now I sound like one of those blog writers that lives on the Internet (you know, the ones that have virtual puppies shitting out virtual poop and whose "housework" entails organizing their "closets" of photographs by date and time.) It's hard to always be documenting your life so that you can showcase it on the Internet. It's like a disease: "User 'fairyboots' suffers from 'commodifaction of existence.' " Articulating it this way makes it so unappealing, right? It's like living life with the purpose of finding material for a blog. Eh, no thanks. Though I suppose that if a blog is what gives you inspiration, maybe it's okay. We all need something like that. Still, viewing life through a camera lens seems to prevent one from really living it.
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