I've only made 0 friends
The fact I have zero friends to read my writing, that there is no one privy to my deepest thoughts, that I am unpopular, would be upsetting if it were not merely on Livejournal and this account were not brand new. Oh Livejournal, you can not force me to be sociable! Let the people come to me, for the awesomeness of my writing shall precede any friend requests I make!
Starting a new blog is similar to but not quite the same as buying a new notebook or sketchbook. Like stationery it is fresh, untouched, ready to be customised. Sometimes though, starting a new one collection of any kind is misplacement of inspiration. When inspiration is lacking, the old collection is blamed. Thoughts are muddled and you need to start afresh, you tell yourself.
I do not think my thoughts are very muddled, at least not the ones I want to put in a blog, however, six years of whatever went on in my ahead is more than enough for one old blog. Really, this reflects a change of intention.
Scribbling in books rather than blogging is what I have been doing for a while now but that was proving an ineffective way to collaborate creatively. People do not seem to like having notebooks shoved in their faces if you want to share your thoughts. It is interesting how differently we want to receive information now.
My notebooks will never lose their smell, but they are rather inconveniently taking up bookshelf space.
Hello to any old readers who have followed me here!
Starting a new blog is similar to but not quite the same as buying a new notebook or sketchbook. Like stationery it is fresh, untouched, ready to be customised. Sometimes though, starting a new one collection of any kind is misplacement of inspiration. When inspiration is lacking, the old collection is blamed. Thoughts are muddled and you need to start afresh, you tell yourself.
I do not think my thoughts are very muddled, at least not the ones I want to put in a blog, however, six years of whatever went on in my ahead is more than enough for one old blog. Really, this reflects a change of intention.
Scribbling in books rather than blogging is what I have been doing for a while now but that was proving an ineffective way to collaborate creatively. People do not seem to like having notebooks shoved in their faces if you want to share your thoughts. It is interesting how differently we want to receive information now.
My notebooks will never lose their smell, but they are rather inconveniently taking up bookshelf space.
Hello to any old readers who have followed me here!