I haven't blogged in forever...so long that this is probably pointless because anyone who ever read my blog has forgotten I had one. But I need to write, and somehow just journaling like I used to doesn't seem to do the trick. The Guardian, a newspaper here in the UK, came out with the "50 most influential blogs" and it got me thinking, why do I blog? I don't have any aims at being influential, not even influential enough to have random people other than friends and family read my ramblings. So what then, is the point? I think I came up with it just now - for me, it's helpful to have some 'statement' I can put out there about my thought, experiences, opinions that I'm willing for the world to see - even if that world never actually reaches beyond a few people. Just being able to sign off and say "This is me today" is a grounding feeling. Especially in times like this, when I have 4 weeks to move out of my flat, an uncertain job situation, a crisis of life goals, and the knowledge that the only thing allowing me to keep the "life" I've started in London, is the job keeping me from pursuing the "life" I think I want.
March, it turns out, has been the craziest month I've had in ages. My brother visited and we had a blast touring Normandy and Paris, and I loved France. LOVED IT. I went to Paris for work and still loved it, even when we missed our train back to London, which happened to be the last one that night, and had to stay in a dodgy hotel near Moulin Rouge! Oh, and I found out I had to move out of my house because our landlord sold it. Add this to all kinds of job 'fun' and relationship speculation, plus several attempts (accidental) to kill myself by falling down stairs and into trains, and you have a really, really bizarre month. I'm definitely glad there's only 2 more days in it!
I'm now spending all day looking at flats, an activity that will be repeated many times over the next couple weeks...I got lucky with an amazing place but I was afraid of signing the lease for the 6 months and hesitated...so I lost it to the more eager flat-hunters that viewed it after me. Kinda pathetic that I can't even commit to four walls and a shower. And ironic, for someone asking for something to be stable. I like a few constants, but on my terms (i.e., short-term) and nothing too close to home.
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Moving again?! Are you staying with your flatmates or getting your own place? What will happen to your piano? :)
JB,
I read your blog once a month or so and it helps me feel a little more connected to friends. Not only you, but all the mutual friends we have. I'm not sure how many people have to read a blog to make it worthwhile to write, maybe 0 if you do it for yourself, but I don't think the number has to be large for it to be worth doing. I wish I blogged even once a month - Zach
It's all totally up in the air! We have to move out b/c the landlord is selling the house. 2 of the 4 are moving together, I'm trying to either live alone or find something short-term.
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