It's one of the few shows I watch on the boob tube and I'm applying that question to my blog.
I have a 17-year history with keeping an online journal. I was blogging before it was called "blogging". I also have a long history of packing up and moving house... not unlike my online blogging history. Somewhere out there is another blog I've abandoned.
While I don't treat my personal relationships this way, I do have a reason for the repeated jumping of ships. You see, a blog is an online extension of myself. It presents a real, albeit very incomplete, part of me. When I evolve (so Pokemon-ish), I stop being the person who used to write the entries. Her struggles are no longer mine. I have moved on, and I think so must the blog.
Staying on, for me, is like wearing a pair of old jeans - they are comfy, but they have ceased to represent your old style.
That said, I am at a point in my life when I seek some semblance of permanence. Moving away is too taxing on the body, mind, and spirit.
So, after that long attention-seeking intro that is so typical of me, I now face my latest choice: do I renovate this blog to match my current evolution (still homo sapiens), or do I do as I usually do: pack up and run?
Waiter, I'll have another beer, please. Thanks.
