Closure.

I’m closing this blog. Closing blogging altogether.

I don’t know who actually reads this and I don’t know who I’m really writing to and writing for. I’m guilty of perhaps using this blog as an outlet to communicate with the past.

And I think I need to stop because I don’t need to do it anymore.

I think I’ve come full circle with myself, and with the issues that has happened in my life. I can say I honestly am happy, and happiness isn’t something I’m convincing myself of nor is it something I’m seeking to define.

I’ve been going to bed happy for the past couple of months, each and every night, and waking up happy every morning. I think that is enough and I think that will continue to happen.

I still have my fears of course. Fears of bad stuff happening, but I’ve learnt to stop fearing as much as I used to. Because no matter how you fear, bad stuff could still happen. Everything’s going well now, if I could say, and I don’t need to write anymore to myself, nor to anyone.

I no longer need an audience. So long, farewell. To almost ten years of blogging.

I still love writing, but I don’t think it’s something I will lose if I stop blogging, though I do have that small little fear. There’s a part in me that is slightly exhibitionistic. I like to share stuff with people, people I know, people I don’t necessarily know. I like to share nice songs, lyrics, yummy food, interesting quotes, happy things, pretty things, the list goes on.

So to the exhibitionist-in-me, the monologist (if there even is such a word) in me, it’s finally farewell.

There are some things I’ve a good feeling I won’t lose – the love for writing is one, this happiness is another. =)

Blogging is over.

And yes, I’ve found my way back into love.

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