I’ve lost my passion for blogging.
I used to look forward to checking my blog for the latest comments. And the stats, of course. I couldn’t wait to read what blog buddies have to say about what I wrote. Now, I just immediately load my Facebook home page and feed reader.
It has been feeling like a chore to write here recently. My habit is to have the first two tabs opened; one for this blog and one for something else. It reminds me every day that it’s time I get back into the blogging habit. Somehow, the feeling has yet to return.
Is it because few comment in here anymore? Is it because I am facing difficulty being inspired to write? Is it because the time has come for me to quit blogging?
I’m not ready to give up this part of me that I have poured here for the past three years. I have started many diaries and none has lasted as long as this one.
And I also do not want to leave the friendships I have made through this platform. Though many have left me, I still think of them. And I miss them. I miss the people who encouraged my writing. And I care for the ones who are still hanging around, like you reading this.
I’m not sure what I want from bloggerdygook. I don’t think it could be the way it was before, when I had the knack of thinking of universal topics that anyone could engage in. I know that I don’t want this languishing feel the blog currently has. As if someone is half-heartedly keeping it up. Which is not as if because it is.
My life is balancing itself after the chapter of my previous workplace has been closed. I am happy working at the bookshop, even if not everything is to my satisfaction.
Now, I want to fall in love with blogging all over again. If you can help me, I would really appreciate that. If you can not, it’s okay. This is something I should rediscover by myself.