Sitting in a cafe in Bangkok, typing away on my phone. I have 15 minutes more to spend before I meet an acquaintance. It’s been a while since I blogged properly, so I thought I could use this pocket of time to do that.
Hello, if you still visit this space from time to time. I have so many photos to share here, and so many thoughts to string into words, but mostly they are just sitting in a folder on my desktop at home, or inside me.
November is way settled into the year, more so than I am. I look back at the year and in my head, it seems like summer just started, but my heart feels like it’s been dragged though winter already.
I’ve done so many things but it feels like I haven’t really done anything much at all.
I think I need some quiet to get my life back. To enjoy being in the home more, to enjoy just being. To do something about that list of to-dos, that list that does nothing for my career. Like reading. To stop putting off things and to stop finding excuses. To treasure. To reprioritize life goals, to listen hard to what the heart wants.
I think I just wrote my 2019 goals. Gosh.
WordPress wished me Happy 10th year with them today. That’s ten years of blogging here – and another 6 elsewhere. It’s a long time.
Even though blogging has become out of fashion now, it remains my favourite online medium. It’s always been a diary of sorts for me, with a kind of permanence that I like. Perhaps those who started online diaries before “blogging” became a buzzword can identify with that.