So Many Words, Not A Lot To Say

Once upon a time, I was a prolific blogger capable of punishing my readers with multiple entries a day, participate in two metablogs (tomorrow.sg and blogsmalaysia) as an editor and run an online community.
These days, I seem to be a pale shade of my former self. Verify, the moniker Cowboy seems to fit like an ill-sized shoe. I am incapable of producing anything that merits such a celebrated title. There are no more interesting articles, illusions of self-grandeur, melancholy droning tinted by whiskey and wild parties anymore.
I have so much more to give. My head is filled with words that I wish to paint upon your impressions, images to seduce your olfactory senses and ideas that lead a million different ways at once. It’s all locked up in a little steel cage adorned with copper leaves, and I’ve lost the key.
Blogging, once the domain of mental masturbators or so I so inferingly mocked - has became passe. Am I becooming a dinosaur or is my blog becoming a dinosaur? I certainly have not evolved like the rest of the blogosphere. Sadly, I seem to have declined significantly.
I am going to try again. In the next few weeks, you will see my blog being reinvented. It will become something else. I guess we all have to be reborn sometime.
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