9 months

In the time since I last wrote I could have grown an entirely new person.

If I could grow people anymore. Which I can’t.

I don’t know why I stopped writing. I was pondering that while I waited for this black page to load. I think it is because I scroll the internet on my phone. Phones aren’t useful for writing blog posts. Neither are tablets in my opinion.

Long ago, in the days of blogging, we didn’t have smartphones or tablets yet. We had to sit at a computer or with a laptop balanced on our laps. We could read and write and scroll.

I don’t even remember when I was last on a tablet. My phone is large enough that I don’t feel the need to dig it out and charge it. It is never charged because I never use it.

However, I find myself setting down the phone more and more.

Tonight I found myself at the computer reading a few blogs that are still around. So I logged in. I wrote way too many words and deleted them.

I miss blogs. Real ones. Not just influencer pages or ones with thousands of ads. I miss reading people’s words and getting a glimpse into lives different from mine. I miss sharing bits of mine.