So uh... What?

I really have no idea what's changed. I won't lie; this definitely isn't the first time I've started a blog before. But never before have I so consistently wanted to blog, and I have to wonder, what in the world makes this blog different? The last time I blogged with even remote consistency, it was probably the summer going into my Sophomore year of high school. And then, the only reason I was blogging was because I was severely depressed and I didn't really have any other outlet for the mottled batch of emotions I had spinnin' around my adolescent head. So why now?

I'll be honest - I first started writing on this blog again simply because I'm a follower and I like to feel included. So when a bunch of vloggers I respect and a lot of friends I love were all blogging, it didn't exactly take me long to get sucked into the whole thing. But I don't really think that's what it is now. I think I've figured out two reasons why I have this sudden interest in something so entirely self-absorbed though:

I think Hayley G. Hoover actually worded the first one perfectly in her birthday blog post - "Not because I've given tonight's blog post a ton of thought, but because I know I would hate myself later if I didn't put forth any effort." I think I just sorta recognize that this is a massive part of my life with a major buttload of potential, and I wanna make sure that in the future, when I wanna look back at the year and remember it (because I know I will) that I have a really accurate way to do so. I wanna be able to reminisce with myself years down the line, and I can't really think of a better way to make that possible than to document my goings-on.

Now that I think of it, I can probably quote Hayley from the same post for my second reason too: "Less than a year ago, I began writing a blog. At first, it was just a way to pass the time. Now, it is consistently the most relaxing and meditative part of my day." Okay, so I can't say that this is true for me just yet, but I sort of desperately hope that eventually it will be. I've made it more than clear that I've loaded myself up to the max with activities and school and working, and while I really do love most of what I do, none of it's just for me, y'know? This is the only time and place I feel like I have absolutely no obligations to anyone, and I can do with it whatever I please. And there's a helluva lot to say about that, agreed?

Honestly, I hardly know why I care so much though. I mean, does it really matter why I'm doing it, as long as it's being done, I'm enjoying it, and it's not causing any harm? Probably not, but I've always had a bit of a preoccupation with asking questions.