Things have changed around here because I've changed.
This started even before I got to college.
I don't know how much it came through here, but I certainly felt it.
I had all these huge life changes and a busy life and amazing things and hard things.
But somehow it seemed like I didn't know how to put them into words.
Or if I even wanted to.
I didn't have the desire to share every detail here.
Well, I did, but it would have just been a laundry list of what I'd been doing. There's no point to that. No one cares. It's the stories behind the things that matter.
My theory (just because I haven't been here doesn't mean I've stopped psycho-analyzing myself) is that I started experiencing, instead of watching.
My senior year I feel like I reentered the world.
I became an active person who could participate and truly live.
I started to find my own people, ones who I saw every day.
And that led to me not being here as much.
This blog started as a way for me to express myself and feel like I was connecting and interacting with the world in some way.
I'm not saying you or this space are no longer important, I'm just saying I've changed.
And I'm still trying to figure out what that change means for this space.
1 comment:
You actually make it seem so easy with your presentation but I find this matter to be actually something which I think I would never understand. It seems too complicated and very broad for me. I'm looking forward for your next post, I'll try to get the hang of it!
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