why would people read blogs in twenty twentysix?
Something you might have been asking yourself.
I remember blogs being a big deal in, like 2014. During that time I was also calling myself a blogger (I had just created a blog and made it my whole personality). I guess it’s still out there somewhere, because I don’t remember the email address nor the password I used.
Sometimes, I still think about how much fun I had. I wrote about the most random things, treating it like a diary. I reflected on what I had done that day and reviewed beauty products (beauty blogs were huge at the time!), even though my reviews mostly consisted of a new nail polish color I liked or a shampoo that smelled nice, because I was 14 years old, after all.
I don’t think anyone ever read it, but I remember how much I loved logging into the family computer in the living room and writing my silly little posts.
There was just something about having a little place on the internet. And maybe that’s what I’ve been missing. Because obviously, the internet has changed a lot since then, and I got tired of always feeling like I was somewhere I hadn’t consciously decided to be.
Sometimes, after a long day, when everything felt too exhausting, I didn’t really want to doomscroll, but I did anyway, because I didn’t know where else to go. I wanted somewhere to go, which sounds a little ridiculous when you think about it. There are more places on the internet than there have ever been, but somehow, most of the time, I don’t feel like I’m visiting a place, I feel like I’m being shown things.
And I think I prefer the internet in form of places instead of one limitless feed.
In my offline life, I have my favorite places scattered out all over the world. Though most of them are within walking distance of my everyday life. My favorite café in my neighborhood. My favorite club just down the street. My favorite falafel place (as I’m writing this, it actually closed just last week and will be replaced by just another fucking matcha place as if there weren’t enough already. Actually, there are also enough falafel places. I’ll find another favorite falafel place eventually. Still makes me sad though.)
Anyway, I completely drifted off here.
But I like having my favorite places that I return to frequently in my everyday life. And I think I wanted that on the internet as well.
I like the idea of having my place here. A place I can fill with things I like. A place that is actually mine, and that I have full control over (like, in a good way!). A place that doesn’t need to show me anything I didn’t ask for.
This blog is me bringing this idea to life.
It’s not an alternative to everything else, and definitely not because I think social media is inherently bad. I don’t want to recreate the internet of 2014, either. I don’t even think that would be possible, or necessarily desirable.
I just wanted the internet to feel a little more fun again.
Maybe that’s what a blog can be in 2026. Just a little place of its own. Somewhere to wander around for a while, somewhere to find something you didn’t know you were looking for. And, most importantly, somewhere to come back to.