Slice of life: It's not a phase pie

Light filtering down the hallway this morning

Is it normal to admit confusion while confused? Or am I too self-aware? Anyway I feel like this blogging every day thing is tracking a weird transitional period for me. What even is Prism anymore/ Is it fashion, lifestyle, diary, or media? I love what I love, but I feel that what I love has shifted. No longer do I spend all of my time thinking about fashion the way I used to. I don't worry about how I come across or how I look as much. I can't tell what this means. Does it simply mean less outfit photos, more photography with me not in it? Prism was meant to be a style blog. What is a style blog filled with comfy sweaters and the same shoes every day? Will Prism (and readers) evolve with me until I settle a little bit? Why am I moving in the first place? Clothes have been my thing thing for so long, why change now? (QUESTIONS QUESTIONS) Who am I if I am not who I have always been? This feels like a change in friend group, I guess. Like my moving interests are attracting a new crowd. Being my own self-assessing, self help doctor (my advice no matter what, be honest) I think I need to 'move on'. This process will be now called 'The-move-on'. This is me figuring out what I will write about. This is me stepping into new territory.
This is me doing the little thing I try to do at the end of every post where I say something, readers. Something.
(that will stay, regardless of change)