Long, long time ago, there used to be a girl who wrote a blog, thought out delicate sentences and framed out words, weaved them with the events in her life, and hit the publish button with a smile on her face.
Now, she finds no excitement to blog, nothing to say to the big world out there. She has heard that sometimes, this phenomenon hits other people too, but she fears this is something that she won’t recover from, anytime soon, if she does, that is.
Give her a few good reasons to keep this blog going. She’ll be happy, I know.