I think blogging has a life span
I wonder what happened to all these people? Do they move on and get a life? Have they just lost interest in blogging? Did their computer blow up in plumes of smoke and impressive bursts of colourful sparks? .... did they die? How would you know, anyway? These are people who live hundreds, thousands, maybe tens of thousands of kilometres away, that I've never met in real life and never even had contact with except through this website. (Keolin, Trina, Champas Socialist, Waynestar, Fishhead and Toblerone excluded)
It's a freaky thought. Even freakier to think that if you were the one to drop of the face of the earth tomorrow, that your parting comment to all your JU friends could be something as trivial as "I had cheese for breakfast this morning" or "10 reasons why leather shoes make my feet smell" or some such blogging-esque topic.
For those of you who suspect teegstar may have died, let me put your mind at rest. I'm alive and very well. The truth is, most of the time, I'm too busy to blog anymore. Yeah, I got a life. I also lost interest. Which brings me to the title of this post... I really do think there is a life span to a blog. Maybe it's different for people who have blogs on a particular topic or who comment on social or political issues. But a blog about random events in life kind of runs its course after a while. Because at first I thought it was just me who was blogging less, and I put it down to my busyness and the fact I write for a living, so doing it for fun had lost its appeal a little. Then I realised others were posting more sporadically too.
Anyway, kids, this isn't a goodbye or anything, just an observation. But if any of my faves out there are considering dropping back to ol' JU for a visit, I'd welcome their familiar humour and the glimpses into their lives they were so obliging to share.
Teegstar