Summer is best when the sun is shining, it’s about +20 celsius and there’s a warm wind.
I know you mean well. You are following me. But why do you follow me? That is a question I keep asking myself. Why do people follow me? My blog is probably the most boring place there is. At least that’s how it seems. Maybe it’s just my interests that doesn’t excite people. I’m OK with that. I don’t read blogs that doesn’t interest me either.
Every time I’m on WordPress and other social media places, I feel alone. Even if I see people visiting it still feels useless. Instead I could do something else than be here. It seems when I write my own stuff, there’s not many likes or views. Compared to 2014, there’s been less views this year. Expect the post about Duran Duran which was the most visited post of all time. Since Daily Post stopped with the weekly writing challenge, it’s been more quiet. Stuff like that helps to get views. Not even the Daily Prompt has had the same effect.
To tell you the truth, personally I think the concept on this blog has become a bore. But I still refuse to become one of those people who write about their personal life. If this was a blog like that it would look a bit like this.
“Woke late today since I go to bed at 4 am. Went to my dad’s to drink coffee like I always do. Then it was 7 pm and I was on my lap top. Listen to music. Watched Youtube videos. Then I went home to bed at 3 am”
Like that. Who wants to read something that boring. Not me. That’s no one business what I do anyway. I can write about a subject I like but when it comes to daily stuff I rather keep it private. I will keep this blog no matter what. I might complain about not getting enough of views or comments from time to time (I won’t make a habit of it though) but I won’t stop writing. If I stopped writing I might just as well stop living. I could just sleep all day and watch TV all but that’s not what I want. Nothing will bring be down. Not even a small problem like how to get more followers or views to a blog (Twitter and Tumblr included) will bring me down. I write what I want so deal with that.
Thanks for the follows and please do stick around.
Just don’t give up on me
I won’t let you down– Whataya want from me by Adam Lambert
It was a year ago since this happened and reading it now, going to that school didn’t help much even if I did learn something.