Hoping to keep blogging in 2016. I have to renew next month and I’m not sure I am up to this anymore. I have really lost the enthusiasm I once had to do a good job. I have not been happy with the quality or consistency of my posts since I started. I don’t know if others have this problem. I have always struggled with many issues in my life and you would think by now I would be used to that and just make myself do it for the sake of others enjoyment.
I don’t have the same drive I did when I was younger. I had such high hopes for my life about ten years back but when life keeps punching you in the gut without much of a chance to breathe in between, sooner or later you’re going down whether you like it or not.
That being said. I am planning on stopping my other blog, musingsofamenopausalmaven.com. Maybe if I concentrate on just pogirlshines.me, I’ll do a better job. The other blog was meant to be a place that I was going to bitch about life and the state of our country and the world in general and the ideas I have to do something about it, of which I have many. They are doable, but since fixing things would mean our wealthy and the large corporations would have to start playing fair, probably not going to happen in my lifetime. Besides we all need to say something or do something. They tend not to take a handful of people’s opinion very seriously.
I’ll still get in a number of posts before I quit it and I will have to get serious about this blog or stop it as well. The fact that everyone and his brother and sister blog now, makes me very insignificant in the grand scheme of things, even though we’re all different and we all count. I don’t have a thriving social life at this time since I’m older and I don’t drink or do drugs and I still haven’t found a church that excites me to show up to every week let alone become involved in.
Back to the Photo Challenge at hand. Something vibrant and optimistic. There is something very vibrant about optimism to begin with. I guess it’s not super optimistic to be speaking about quitting something, but I think when you lose your passion for something or someone, it shows.