I’ve missed blogging…

I’ve been thinking about a lot of things lately… things I like to do, things I used to do… habits and regimens that have been most important in my life… things I’ve left off doing, things I need to prioritize.

I like to write.
I like to blog.
I like to share slices of life.
I like to write about what’s going on. and. what. I. think. about. it.
I like to link to others who think — really think — about things.
I like to hear from you.
I like to share photos.
I like to share stories.

I think it’s all part of the fact that I always thought I was born to be a princess. And, perhaps, that I think everyone wants to hear about something I thought was worth writing about — now, I didn’t say everyone wants to read what *I* thought about something, no, no, no…. I mean, when I see something in the news or a book or a study or hear something on the airwaves, I think others will want to hear about it too.

Problem is, (if you keep reading here) you’ll have to sift out my take on it, put it through your own filter, see what you think and… well, maybe you’ll come back and read again some other day. And then again, maybe not. That’s the cool thing about the proliferation of blogs. There’re hundreds of thousands of blogs from which to choose — dozens and dozens of newspages with hundreds of links everyday — so there’s surely no shortage of stuff to read.

When I started blogging over five years ago, there weren’t a bazillion blogs from which to choose and so it was easy to write, add links for further browsing pleasure and so on. I didn’t use a service like I do now with WordPress. At first I didn’t keep monthly blogs on my site for future reference… I just cleared the page at the beginning of each month and started in again. But then I realized I would want to reference something and so decided to keep monthly blogs as their own file. Even today I go back to those blogs for info and sometimes just to reminisce – I’m migrating those to this blogsite for ease of navigation and for posterity, too, I guess. Today, there are so many blogs that one could not possibly regularly visit all the favourites. and. still. get. *any*thing. done.

Still… I miss blogging everyday. So… along with several other resolves to resume ‘stuff I used to do’ – I think I’ll attempt to do so once again. It’s therapeutic for me — and it’s cheaper than therapy — and, besides, I was born to be a princess.