...in my head tells me I've been slacking off visiting my online sanctuaries, this and the one over at WordPress. Hence the low quality of posts I've been pasting on the screen. I don't know to whom am I explaining - perhaps it is a note to my peers or anyone who reads me or it could very well be just a random rant. Perhaps this is a note to myself.
Blogging doesn't bore me. It's ok. It's just not that great for me. I've always loved writing. I read a lot since forever and somehow, between a second and a moment it evolved into writing something of my own. So now, I love both reading and writing and as much as it concerns me, blogging gives me both - at a very minimum extent.
I blog with one thing rooted in mind. I blog so I can have a peek into my friends' lives, to see how they are doing wherever they are. Judging from my given situation, I must say, Love does strange things. It's both a blessing and a curse and I believe I am one of many who are both blessed and cursed with it. My muse is awaken for sure.
While I can consider myself tech-savvy, I am a bit old school too. The new, improved Blogger is much, much better now but WordPress wins my favour still. I find it awkward to blog personally on Blogger for unknown reasons. The other popular bloghost on the other hand, WordPress in this case gives me a more personal setting, by what means I have no idea of. Like I said before in the old RMD blog, Blogger is to casual as WordPress is to professional.
That doesn't matter really. I just realized how I missed writing. I really have to get myself back on track here though, as always no one really gets me. I don't understand myself too sometimes so it's best for me to just shrug that off.
There you go, you little voice in my head - happy now? I just confessed "I wish I never started blogging but then again, I'm glad I did, sort of".