Thought I should start blogging again just to practice putting my thoughts and feelings in words. I used to be so good at describing everything I felt and thought - now I feel rusty, especially after my recent careless words hurt someone who means a lot to me.
Also, I thought it would be a good place to start matching a personality to a name. It's so hard nowadays, with all that technology can offer us. And while reading someone's blog isn't really a good substitution to actually talking to someone face-to-face, I guess it's a good place to start. To reciprocate, I'm going to be reading my friends' blogs and notes too. Experience has taught that, for some reason, some people are more honest in their writing than in real life. Maybe it's because they don't ever think people will read what they write and they feel there's safety in using a (public) blog. I suppose I feel the same way about this - no one would truly read it, and it's only for my sake. It's a rather peaceful thought. I've gone back and read (and hid) past posts, and they make me feel interested in holding a conversation with past-me.
But I'm rambling.
I remember I stopped blogging because:
1. I didn't (and still don't) have the time.
2. I didn't (and rarely do) have anything worthwhile to blog about.
But this seems therapeutic in some romantic way. And everyone knows I could use some therapy. I suppose I won't be posting regularly - maybe I'll post tomorrow, maybe I'll post five months from now. I also probably won't be posting about every little thing that I did today. I never really bothered reading posts like those.
So yep. My introductory post as the rambling anorexic panda.
Current Music: Train - Hey Soul Sister <3
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