Time to have some fresh wind blowing through these blog pages.
What started as a writing exercise has turned into an illustrated diary and I'm not sure whether I want to continue in this direction. It's as if I'm still figuring out what I like, what my style is and what I want. Jotting things down in random posts seems to help with putting all this in order. But I feel like I'm not measuring up to my own standards. And this is an issue I want to tackle.
I've come a long way, personal journey wise, and I have grown. From the smitten 17-year old who filled her pages with cheesy lines about her then-boyfriend and pics she thought to be deep or immensely funny, to the 24-year old I am now. I have been through heartbreak like any teenager has, went to live on my own, have fallen head over heels, moved in with the love of my life, have traveled a bit, got a degree and have worked a lot.
And still I feel this restlessness in me. I'm working on breaking down my own walls and getting out of my comfort zone. And I want this to be reflected in what I write and what I post. I know I'm tough on myself but I want to make it work. Make anything I do work. Or find what works for me.
So I'm starting anew. Goodbye old scribbles, you'll be disappearing in the wasteland of the internet. I'm starting from scratch. A clean slate!
Quarter life crisis much? I guess I'm going through what any twentysomething goes through. But hey, that's what your twenties are for, right? ;)
