It’s been almost a year since I’ve written on this blog. True to form, I lost interest. It’s like every journal I have ever tried to keep. I run out of things to say about the subject of the journal or blog, and then just quit altogether. A friend of mine sent me a link to his tumblr today, and that led me here, looking at words that defined where my head was at a year ago. I read over the few entries I’d written and found out that I like what I wrote. Even if I am not in the same headspace as last year, I don’t see why the blog has to end. This blog started as a journal of my weight loss journey, and when that went off course, so did the blog. More on losing weight later….that’s too heavy to restart with. (Heavy…weight loss..haha….no, you shut up.)
This is my second tumblr. I deleted the last one because I stopped writing. I didn’t really have much to say, which is ironic because I talk a lot. When I say a lot, I mean I am exceedingly chatty and it’s probably exhausting to my friends and family. I usually have an opinion and it’s generally followed by a pithy comment of some sort. That’s a lie. I’d like to think my comments were pithy, but I ramble too much for that. My thoughts are not concise nor overly meaningful, but they are abundant! Abundant in content, in constancy, and in sass. What I’ve decided to do is just post what I want. Who cares if there’s no purpose. Who cares if it’s a meaningless blog full of words but short on content. It’s my fucking blog and I’ll ramble if I want to! I’ll post pictures of things that make me happy. Or sad. Or giggly. I’ll post videos of things that I like. Even if my interest is fleeting, I’ll go with the moment. Because it’s my blog, and I can!
