Blogging Regrets

I’ll admit that in my four years as an amateur blogger I’ve had some missteps. I’ve posted things that were too personal. I’ve turned friends and family away at times. I’ve crossed the line and been to vulgar, for I am not a vulgar person. (Not in print anyway.)

But, my biggest regret of all is not keeping an archive of all of my writing over the years. Even offline, I seem to have misplaced much of my work. Most of it was post-adolescent drivel. But floating in the drivel were a few good posts — posts that were particularly insightful to my situation at that moment in time.

I miss all my old blogs. I’ll never forget my first post ever, which was about how many green M&M’s I found that day in my snack. I didn’t have rules for myself when I started blogging. I just wrote whatever I felt like writing. I linked to stuff. I posted videos, pictures… I posted drivel. If there was a way to import drivel — real gooey drivel — into the interweb, I would have posted it.

Please forgive my nostalgic yearnings. I wish I had better records of a lot of things, but that’s not what I’m told I live for. I’m here to move forward. Grow up. Keep writing, but not worry about the past so much. I’ll just consider this a lesson learned. To keep the blog running, even when everything else seems to be ending, changing, or swirling around me.

The drivel will tell all!