Now, I'm not one for resolutions at all, I think they're a silly waste of time and generally meaningless. I also am not one to make a big deal over New Year's. I can count the number of times I've actually ever done anything much for New Year's in my life on one hand. I just don't and have never really cared.
The one thing I am thinking about, yet again, is ending this blog. My life has changed since I started this ridiculous thing quite a few years ago now and let's face it; I'm not doing anything super exciting, at least not super exciting to anyone but myself. How many times can I talk about camping or hiking or wanting to live in the country? Road trips and camper vans? Dudes, those are the only things on my mind these days. I'm not a partier anymore. I have zero interest. I want to take photos, I want to write, but I want to write for real, about things that matter, not about what I ate or watched or who I saw or where I went, you know? Hell, I'm not even good at that, it's BORRRRING. I'm a good writer, not that you'd ever know it from this blog, and I'm good at taking photos. I think I should probably do more with those skills than this blog.
I spent a long time (too long) wallowing in the pit of immaturity, stupidity and self-destruction and in a way, this blog was part of all that. Have I gotten some decent perks because of this blog? Sure, I've gotten some super nice freebies. But I DON'T CARE about that either.
I have my tumblr for photos and quick shares (I LOVE tumblr, it satisfies my visual lusts in ways that blogger just never will) and if my 2011 road trip plan works out, I'll probably have a blog just for that as I'm hoping it will be interesting and worthy of sharing. But this shit? It just feels done, you know?
Something to think about anyway.
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