I've been going back and forth for the last, what? year, maybe, about whether or not I should make this, and even though in the end the only intended audience for this blog will be myself it's still difficult to put everything into words, specially since I know I'm my own worst critic. But I do feel the need to talk and left some things just fixed to the ground, taking root in some papers –even digital ones– for some re-reading in some future time when melancholy makes me think about old times, old pictures, old people, old me.
When I started travelling I tried to write everything down in a notepad, but it just didn't feel like the right time or place, or the outlet, and I definitely couldn't add all the pictures I've been collecting, even though I lost many of them when my phone got stolen on January 2nd (2020) –starting the year right! Will get back to that one…
Most probably, I will end up babbling about past travels, I suppose that's the price I have to pay for having SO MANY old photos that have never seen the light of day. Always thinking when would be the "right time" to post them, or if they would be just too many, or too much, or too bad. Because I love them –at least most of them– but then that's just my eyes and I'm not even 100% confident about them; would love to be more creative in so many ways… I also think creating this blog will give me that creative outlet I've been craving for a while. It doesn't really come naturally, phrasing beautiful pharagraphs of artistic and inspiring reflections… sometimes I can catch myself being pretty smart about things, and I know that's my ego talking and at the same time realizing that's my ego talking is pretty woke and smart, but JUST SAYING THAT also brings up my ego again… Endless circle.
Anyway, I'm sure the future me –hello there, beautiful diosa– will just laugh at the riveting turns of this 26 year-old developing mind. You will remember these times, I hope, and look at them with a big smile or a quizzical frown, like, what the fuck were you talking about girl? The same way as I'm revisiting memories from a couple years past and realizing how much I've grown even since just yesterday, and imagining how much I will from tomorrow on…
In the end, this is not even an introduction, just typing around the page, as I will continue doing while following the flow of my never quite quiet thoughts.
When I started travelling I tried to write everything down in a notepad, but it just didn't feel like the right time or place, or the outlet, and I definitely couldn't add all the pictures I've been collecting, even though I lost many of them when my phone got stolen on January 2nd (2020) –starting the year right! Will get back to that one…
Most probably, I will end up babbling about past travels, I suppose that's the price I have to pay for having SO MANY old photos that have never seen the light of day. Always thinking when would be the "right time" to post them, or if they would be just too many, or too much, or too bad. Because I love them –at least most of them– but then that's just my eyes and I'm not even 100% confident about them; would love to be more creative in so many ways… I also think creating this blog will give me that creative outlet I've been craving for a while. It doesn't really come naturally, phrasing beautiful pharagraphs of artistic and inspiring reflections… sometimes I can catch myself being pretty smart about things, and I know that's my ego talking and at the same time realizing that's my ego talking is pretty woke and smart, but JUST SAYING THAT also brings up my ego again… Endless circle.
Anyway, I'm sure the future me –hello there, beautiful diosa– will just laugh at the riveting turns of this 26 year-old developing mind. You will remember these times, I hope, and look at them with a big smile or a quizzical frown, like, what the fuck were you talking about girl? The same way as I'm revisiting memories from a couple years past and realizing how much I've grown even since just yesterday, and imagining how much I will from tomorrow on…
In the end, this is not even an introduction, just typing around the page, as I will continue doing while following the flow of my never quite quiet thoughts.
[Part of the ordeal was figuring out a place to start writing, and the hundred questions came rushing in: the plataforms, the names, the designing, and all that shit I don't really want to be thinking about right now. So I decided to revisit this old blog of mine. Abandoned about 6 or 7 years ago, when it was just a place for writing down quotes of movies/books/people and just some random photos I loved of other movies/books/people that would just resonate with me. It was very much about Love –naturally, like any 15 year-old to believe she actually knew what all these people were talking about. (But who could blame her? Time has been key, truly.)
Sometimes I still feel the need to leave some passing-by phrase written down, to be found again; maybe now I'll have just the right space again.]
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