I dreamt last night that I shut my blog down after doing a post that listed several reasons why I was making this move. The only reason I can remember is the one that stated that Facebook had killed my blog. In a way, this is true, although I don't know if many of my readers are Facebook fans. But given the popularity of Facebook it seems that readers no longer have the time or inclination to read through one blog post after another. It seems far too tedious when Facebook provides short and sweet updates with a few cute photos or funny videos thrown in for good measure.
The thought of shutting this blog down has crossed my mind many times lately. I had told myself that I would wait until DH and I returned from South-East Asia (just in case someone wants to know we made it safely home, or, on the off chance that the journey would have sparked my creative juices once more) and I'll probably go with that original plan at this stage.
I don't have a unique platform on which to base my blog and I feel that its voice has gotten lost in the vast arena of not just blogdom, but the entire websphere. I even have a sneaking suspicion that family have lost contact - which is all okay - but it does beg the question: who am I doing this for? And if the answer is "for me" then that's very scary indeed.