My 100th Blog
I haven’t been blogging much lately, or commenting.
Every day I check in, read all the writes... but the obssession for this place that I once nurtured is not what it was.
I miss all the lovely friends I’ve made here. I miss coming here to vent and share my day.
I miss the once familiar urge to get it down on the page. It seems to come at the strangest moments (when I couldn’t possibly gain access to a computer or maybe some time to write by hand in keeping for later) or not at all. In fact, I’ve been meaning to write this very blog for several days now.
Part of the reason behind this is that I’ve found the atmosphere here to be a little tense, and it seems to have thwarted my blogging ambitions. However, the last week or so I sense that the vibe has shifted back somewhat to the more jovial, positive type. Perhaps it has unconsciously spurned my inspiration for this blog?
I began writing here as a means to sort myself out, to anonymously deal with my personal tragedies and vent some steam (these blogs are now private, for those who may have peeked at my blog count). With time, my misfortunes abated and I opened my eyes to take a look around. I established friendships, and began to experiment in my writing. My learnings of self and life grew exponentially because of this place. I became captivated with what I saw and felt and in a sense still am.
The encouragement, support, and humanity I experienced here has meant a great deal to me. Every friend I have made has touched me in so many ways, and for that I am grateful. I want you to know that I mean these sentiments sincerely and plan on staying around here for a long while, even if it isn’t apparent. On that note, I will close off this blog with a heartfelt thank you, and a hug.
Love you all,
Azalia
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