I am normally never happy with anything I wrote in the past. Later re-readings of earlier writings rarely fail to be cringe-inducing. Yet, what I had written about myself sounded surprisingly fresh, succinct, straightforward and honest.
This could be because I haven't yet reached that place where I've done all the things I said I wanted to do, although I've done some of them. Or it could be that since the way I had envisioned this blog was as a quiet place, my not so quiet persona on facebook might have made me long for the quieter side of my personality as described by those words.
Perhaps this is a good sign. Maybe a bit of quiet, and an attempt to cultivate it, might make me write longer pieces. Facebook has a lot going for it in terms of interaction, but I am not the kind of person who can do both short facebook interactions as well as long blog posts at the same time (although many of my blogger friends seem to do this quite easily).
I'm more of a one phase at a time kind of guy, and I feel the onset of a slower, longer kind of phase.