I'm taking a pause. Or perhaps a permanent stop. I haven't decided yet.
Last night, I changed my twitter and instagram handles. I realised I no longer really identified as a blogger, and certainly didn't identify with the The Cup and Saucer thing I had going on all over the internet. Though of course, that's what this space is still called because, quite frankly, I'm not sure I have the energy, inclination, or desire to try to do a thing where I change a name of a website online without losing followers because, to be honest, I'm not worried about whether anyone reads these words in the first place.
And I think that's the reason I really am stopping. Because I don't care if anyone reads the words I write here, I'm not writing here. I'm writing in notebooks or- good gracious- talking to friends about the things in my head instead.
I don't care about the latest lipstick colours, or freebies sent from brands looking to boost their ranking on Google's front page. In fact these days, I think I'm less likely to buy something if I suspect a blogger has been sent it for free.
I've more or less stopped reading blogs, because I no longer find them interesting, for the most part. There are a (very) few- Charlotte's and Jenny's and Laura's and Meg's- that I read still. The former two because they're two of my absolute favourite people on the whole entire planet. And the latter two because they say the things I want to say in a way that's so great I find myself nodding along with every post.
So yeah. This might be it. It might not be. But it probably will be.
So to those of you who have read along for a while- or who have just floundered by in your travels across the internet- thank you for sharing in a part of my life that has been, in a lot of ways, the making of me.
But I think I need to just carry on and make myself now.