For a while now I have been trying to decide whether or not to keep or discard my original and personal blog, she cried for november. Well, I've made the difficult decision to close it and somewhat combine my personal blogging into my letter-writing-blogging. If that makes sense...
I guess, for me, it's hard to keep up two blogs; having them both be a priority and focus. Somehow I've felt stuck in not being able to write about anything in either for a good amount of time now. While I can always find something to write about letter-writing/mail-art, it's still hard to put forth a good post cause I feel bad about ignoring my other love.
At different times in my life, blogging was a great outlet for my anger, lonliness or frustration and I'm so thankful to have had it for those reasons. Anymore though, it's been more of a love outlet and a meeting place for some of the most brilliant people I have ever come in contact with.
To be honest, I don't even remember what my blog used to be called before I named it after a poem I wrote; which I guess kind of symbolized that it didn't mean too much to me. We all go through those times where we feel the need to show our anger towards things and others, to put it on display. My blog wasn't always that way, but when I really think about it, 75% or so of it was.
I don't like that.
If someone were to only come across that blog and go back into the archives to find out more about me, they wouldn't. They'd see a lonely girl scared for what comes after her graduating summer. Quite possibly a wannabe of sorts as well. Yes, it's good to have some sort of documentation of the issues and phases you go through, I'm not sure if I want THAT to be full-on public for the rest of my life. At least not now.
Of course I'm still lonely and I don't really have 'a life' at the moment, but for the first time ever, I am okay with that. For the moment I am totally fine with not really having anyone to hang out with day to day or any sort of huge priorites other than getting ready to move again and finishing my letter-writing replies. Would I like to be living somewhere else and have a wonderful group of people to be around and talk to day to day? Yes. But for now, I'm fine waiting it out and enjoying what this blog and my new found braveness has brought to me.
Beautifully real and genuine people like you.
If it were up to me, everyone everywhere would meet through correspondence and blogging. We would all be so much nicer and caring toward one another. There wouldn't be any judgement on how we look or what we present ourselves as; you'd get to know the true person who resides inside a flesh and bones prison.
Sorry, I mean that in the nicest way possible and I re-typed it a thousand times; prison sounds best.
Anyway...bringing both these blogs together for the sake of creativity and semi-sanity is going to take some time and patience; on both our parts. But guess what? I'M EXCITED. Terribly, in fact.
The main interest will remain letter-writing and mail art as that stays one of my top interests right now and I hope for it to be the rest of my life; so no worries lovely followers, I'm not going to flood the posts with Rob Pattinson, food, films, Marie Antoinette and photography. They'll just have to visit this blogosphere from time to time.
Well...that's my big long writing for the month! ;P Thanks for reading, I really do appriciate it.
I leave you with one of my favorite Alice In Wonderland quotes:
Alice: "I wonder if I've been changed in the night? Let me think. Was I the same when I got up this morning? I almost think I can remember feeling a little different. But if I'm not the same, the next question is 'Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!"
PS: Micaela, I don't work on a farm. Was just saying that I think it wouldn't be too great or not really the job for me, haha. ;]