Goodbye/Hello

Hi, faithful readers. My two friends. :)

So, I don't think blogging is for me. It seemed nice, to start. But now it's just a chore. The inspiration is all gone. There's no creativity to it for one. Just yak yak yak. If I'm gonna spend my time on something at least it should be art, I think. Something wonderful and thrilling and beautiful. Not just a pre-made blog. Not techy enough to make it look cool and even if I were I wouldn't like it anymore once it looked cool.

I was originally totally inspired by this blog:

http://www.sparklingadventures.com/

because of its realness and the woman's idea to create a photojournal for her kids. And I have a huge place in my heart for this woman--her loss and passion.

But I can't keep up with something if I feel no passion for it. No passion for blogging.

But I don't know where my passion lies. Or, I guess, I've always sort of looked for my passion to lie in some traditionally arty outlet. But maybe it doesn't. It does. Like, really truly. But I have my Simon and my little Buddy. And they are were my passion lie. And after them I have great passion for looking at graphic art and doing crafts (like real art, not like scrapbooking and poop, like metalworking and embroidery) and performing music and listening to music and tasting food.

So, I guess, instead of copying someone else's outlet, I'd rather live my life. Experientially. Artfully.

Plus, I kinda thought I could make my blog famous (I only got traffic because I said Paleo) and make a lot of money (or at least a little), but everything loses its sparkle for me when $ shows up. Don't know why.

So, we'll have to just hang out instead. You can come to my house. I think I'm going to make the 12 Acre Wood and our house my outlet. :) You'll like it.

And now I feel much more like blogging. And you know the "house" passion will wane with the old moon. Luna, right? Totally female/moon/lunacy. God, I wish I could focus.