I'm redesigning my blog, and in the midst of doing it, I find that I'm learning something about myself. It probably won't come as a surprise to you, but I'm indecisive. In the redesign process of my blog, I am once again reminded of this. And also, that I'm inevitably undeniably a perfectionist, perhaps? No no, that's not it. I think my blog is a big part of my life (which I've never realised), and I realised that when I went through a few drafts, thinking this is not a reflection of who I am. It might sound pedantic, but I want my blog design to reflect me. Who I am as a person, presented on a platform made of lines, accents, a conglemeration of fonts and colours.
It's coming together... in fact, after two days working on a design and implenting it, I scraped it altogether and worked on another design just two hours ago. While mum was watching the telly (man in the iron mask -- starring leonardo), I was half watching with her and sketching out my ideas.
This is really what I enjoy most Sunny, and part of me does hope that this will become a reality, a part of my life. That it will somehow one day work its way to becoming a job, even a part time, hobby job.