i miss the act of blogging. the connections i’d started making with other blogs and other bloggers.
i used to blog about food. i tried to create some recipes. but i’m a tweaker, not a solid creator. and since i’ve moved into this great little apartment, i honestly haven’t crafted very many solid meals.
i burned out on the ideas i forced about what my blog should look like, and what content i needed to keep in it.
i’ve been having a great few months, but how i spend my time now constantly changes. i want a space here that fits whoever i am in the moment. i heard an idea that blogs should be written into small niches, with a specific focus, and this was too narrowing for me. when it comes down to it, some of my favorite blogs simply don’t do this. and so, at least for now, i’m going to throw that idea back.
my life has found an incredible addition in the past few months, which has forced me to look at how i waste my time, and for the better, i’ve knocked it off. i do love the idea of blogging, and being a blogger with so many other bloggers i admire and would love to continue getting to know. but i don’t miss the idea that i’d waste any time i’ve been given, sitting across from a monitor, if i wasn’t completely passionate about what i was writing.
i want to hone my ideas of what clicking publish means. connect with others who are doing the same. explore my photography. continue figuring out what makes me happy and brings me the most pleasure. and i want to nurture my voice.