Yes I moved!

After much hesitation and procrastination, I finally made the move to Blogspot. I have officially shifted home.

What made me do it? Honestly, nothing dramatic. I simply grew bored with Xanga. I had made so many changes to the template over time: stars everywhere, colours all over the place. It looked fun at first but eventually just felt cluttered and messy. I kept meaning to redo it but never quite got around to it, and then my Flooble chat box got terminated. That really said it all. I had been away so long that even my chat box gave up on me.

So I had no real desire to go back. A little fed up, a little over it.

Then recently, reading my 95% buddy's blog somehow sparked something in me again. So many people had recommended Blogspot, and honestly, I was ready for a fresh start. So here I am. New blog, new home. Just like that.

I genuinely hope I keep the momentum going this time and do not abandon this one too. But here is my thing, and I wonder if anyone else relates to this. I have the most to say when I am nowhere near my computer. In the car especially. I am basically having a full conversation with myself, thinking, "This is good; I am definitely blogging about this when I get home."

And then I sit down at my desk, and it is all gone. Every thought, every feeling, every perfectly worded sentence I had composed in my head on the drive home. Even if I can recall the topic, the feeling that came with it has completely disappeared. And without that feeling, the words just do not come the same way.

That is honestly one of the biggest reasons I have never been a consistent blogger. It is not that I have nothing to say. It is that by the time I get here to say it, the moment has already passed.

Does anyone else feel this way?