When I started this blog in November 2009 I wouldn’t have even been able to consider that, over three years down the line, it would still be up and running and I’d be enjoying writing for it more than I ever have done.
It was a slow process at first, more of a journal for my friends to check out once a week than anything else. I was writing on here for at least 8-9 months before I ever learnt there were similar people just like me doing the same thing, either then or a year or two later, and though during those months I enjoyed writing for writing’s sake, it’s these people, and the small collection of readers I’ve picked up since this time, that have really had a huge impact on me, my writing, and the way I live my life as a whole.
Some of these people I’ve had the privilege to meet (or meet again) over this year, and I’m looking forward to meeting many more over the coming year. Seriously, it’s going to happen whether I have to peak in through your windows or not.
Finally, we may have only recently launched, but working on my morning routine site with Michael is already proving to not only be fascinating as fuck (while making me feel guilty about my own morning routine), but also a great way to get to know people I otherwise may never have had the chance to speak with.
It’s an amazing feeling when somebody chooses to read your writing not because they already know you (even if they do enjoy it) but because they simply want to. Since conception this blog has been read in 136 different countries, which is just beyond ridiculous.
Thank you for reading over the past year, whether this has been your first year of (entirely voluntary, wink wink) service, or your third. I really does mean a lot to me, as do you all.
Now, enough of that. I’ll put the kettle on.
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