I can’t believe it’s been almost two years since I last wrote in this blog. In some ways, I am still the same person, but in many ways, I am different. Just like this blog. If you’ve been here before, you’ll notice that a lot of the content is still here, but the site looks different.
Life moved on, circumstances changed, time healed wounds, and now, here we are. For the longest time, I felt like I had no motivation to write. I felt a lot of pressure and a little bit of fear. I was afraid of creating blog content that wasn’t good enough. The blogging scene had changed so much over the years; I felt like I couldn’t keep up. I tried, but the blog posts would just come in spurts. Until one day, I couldn’t bring myself to write anymore.
Bringing this blog back to life is my way of returning to one of my first loves. Back in the day, the first blogs were found on platforms like LiveJournal, or what users like me fondly called, “LJ.” I maintained an LJ blog for years, where I wrote down unfiltered entries as if I was writing in a diary. I wrote about what I did each day and all the emotions I felt. In hindsight, it was most definitely TMI (too much information). But we were younger then and that’s what a lot of people on LJ did. I made a lot of friends thanks to LJ. LiveJournal is still around but people are no longer on it much anymore, which is a shame, because their format made it easy for people to read blog updates. I have since buried my LJ blog, but even though that blog has died, I wanted to resurrect how I felt at that time. I want to write without thinking if I chose a good headline or if people will read it and if it would be worth their time. I want to write simply because I want to log down my thoughts–highs and lows and everything in between. I want to talk about adventures because I want to look back at them one day and remember how I felt at those moments. I want to tell real-life stories because there are so many fascinating things that happen around me. I want to write about what I’m thinking and learning, because writing helps me process and store insights better.
Will I write about interesting, insightful, and valuable stuff? I sure hope so. But if you happen to be reading this, do know that I’m not primarily writing for you–not because I don’t care about you, but because I don’t want to deal with the pressure and fear anymore. I have enough of that to deal with on my other blog, Travelthecity.com (haha). :) This right here, this is my safe space–that just happens to always have an open door for you.