So I had my computer, wallet and phone stolen out of my car a couple weeks ago. It's been such a mess for me, but I've finally gotten a few things together and I have a new computer. I hate that my old one is gone, since there's so much I can't get back. I didn't have all of my files backed up. Luckily, for some reason, I backed up most of my writing files onto cds, so I recovered more than I thought I would.
Now I'm going through and re-saving all of my MySpace blogs so I can eventually just shut that thing down. I have no more use for it since the blogging platform totally sucks and I'm spending more and more time on my fiction, review blogs, and the bookshop.
I need to blog more over here, since I'm finding that I need an outlet again for some of my thoughts. I have one more old blog that I haven't used in forever, but that's for some of my darker thoughts that no one else needs to read. Ever. But it's odd to look back at the MySpace blogs and know that there's history there. Not just for myself alone, but for my other relationships that developed and exploded and imploded and made me miserable.
In some ways, I wish it never changed, but everything changes, right?
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