For most of my life,
I have had a blog.
Long before wordpress,
and even prior to the internet.
A hidden blog,
Somedays stored in my head,
somedays in my heart.
I posted on my blog,
with great frequency.
Sometimes it was just a photo,
capturing my family,
in a moment I never wished to forget.
Other times a longer post,
recalling an event or story.
No one ever commented on my blog,
it was for me alone.
I was able to be totally honest,
with everything I uploaded,
no need for an edit button.
Every day I visited my blog,
often to relive past posts.
Some I liked to revisit often,
as they were humorous, or heartwarming.
Others I rarely ever opened,
as they brought back such pain and sadness.
I was proud of my blog.
A treasure chest,
containing the life I had lived.
On occasions I did publicize a post,
usually on a night out,
in the company of friends and alcohol.
It gave me great pleasure,
to hear others laugh and appreciate my efforts.
These nights were the only comments I received.
However my old blog is out of favor now.
It is no longer used to store my posts.
Since the end of January,
it has been revamped.
Out with the old and in with the new.
My blog has been replaced by wordpress.
My posts now written on a laptop,
displayed publicly for all to see.
Alcohol is no longer the spark to share,
although it still has some input into posts!
My old blog had no name,
to me it was just “my thoughts”.
My new blog has a title,
“my thoughts on a page”.
Not a very different name,
but a very different blog.
There was a freedom then,
That I don’t feel now.
And some days I miss “my thoughts”,
and question have I made the right decision?
Sometimes I look around and wonder,
how many others,
have not moved with the times?
And I imagine them,
enjoying posting daily,
on the blog inside their minds.