At the beginning I’ve been very excited to start and write my blog at least twice a week, that was the intention. I still remember the feeling of excitement, like being Columbus discovering Americas. I’ve seen myself behind my laptop, in a bohemian glow, expressing my feelings and experiences out there in my blog careless whether anyone will read it or not.
The reality has been very different though. In the last 2 years I have wrote 3 posts, let me check..yes, 3.
And this is the part where I don’t feel much at all. I’m no different then most of humans having great intentions never realized into much of action. Until now.
So, what is different about now?
First of all, I have moved to live with my darling in his country house, quite away from my beloved Amsterdam which I’ve once promised to never leave. There are several reasons for it to which I’ll dedicate some other post. Not liking my life here very much (at all) and having no friends or acquaintances in the area I’ve decided that this might be a wonderful opportunity to become a local Columbus of a sort, exploring, discovering and reveling in the blog.
Second, following up on the fact that memory is a tricky matter tending to fade, disappear or alter without me even noticing a change there is a part of me that wants to remember how did it felt, all the little things that my life is build of.
And that is a fresh start, my friend.