Fickle Heart
Just discovered my blog no longer exists in the world wide web (due to neglect, I must say) and I somehow found enough strength and courage in me to terminate the account on the hosting site (because CLEARLY it wasn’t hosting it at all at this point). I don’t know how I feel. A bit of loss, I imagine. All those years of writing. And memories. The end of an era. I can’t even trace the old bits. I did however find the very first makings of my blog (which is still up, surprisingly - whoever said free hosting ain’t great?) and it amazes me to realise the last entry on it was dated all the way back in 2008. Wow. #10yearschallenge indeed, you don’t say. I still get fleeting memories of my blog. Some writings. I am pretty sure there is a a way to extract those writings, there was an app I used to write all these blog posts - I must find it again. I went back to Tumblr - but I didn’t know what I was looking for. Was I looking for another (cyber) space, to regurgitate my thoug...