Somebody once said, that reading my blog felt like he was actually out on a date with the author -- he could imagine saying exactly the same stories, commenting and bantering in the same way i usually flirted through the night. For those who've known me on and off page, they would probably say that my personality shines through my writing - the topics were fun, the content strongly opinionated and almost always with a spike of sexual inuendo.
So when I erased my five year old wordpress, with a following I could be proud off, alot of people asked me why I decided to give it a rest. The reason was simple - I had changed so much over the last few months that I couldn't identify anymore with the blogs that I wrote. It felt as if I was reading someone else's experiences and found them oddly interesting, yet so alienated from who I presently am.
All though my readers perceived my articles as a bold and daring endevour, I think back and all I could remember was the many ways I emebellished some of my stories to make sure it was a great read. I can't say that I've ran out of funny moments and exciting challenges. But it seems that life's more intuitive at this point, there are more realizations, bigger pursuits and seeminlgy unhurdlable problems. I think at 30, I can finally claim that I have just begun growing up.
I can't promise that this site would be more serious, nor would it be as entertaining as before. It might be less indulgent- seing as I've put myself last in my list of priorities at present....But it's going to be different... just like my life is very very different.
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