There are missing years now.
Years I stopped caring about social media, about noise, about keeping up.
I keep thinking about the simpler days. The quieter ones.
When everything felt slower, softer, more honest. And it brought me back to the blogosphere. When words were enough.
A coming of age, written in blog posts. What has changed?
More lines on my face, definitely. Fewer people I still call mine.
But I have a boyfriend now. Finally.
And a heart that feels so full.
These days I'm just looking for ways to spend time that feel real again.
Especially when I am alone.
Maybe reading more. Maybe writing again, like I used to. When it felt natural, like breathing.
Coming back for good?
I dunno yet.
If anyone is still out here blogging, really blogging, say hi.
Leave a comment. Drop your blog, please.
I would like to read you again.
