I am annoyed, and no force on Earth can pry from me the source of my annoyance.
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I've always thought of words as having a life source of their own, and since blogs are composed of words, I suppose it would be safe to assume that blogs have a rightful life of their own, yet never has this been proven as it has been yesterday.

Apparently blogs aren't like earthworms, they don't regenerate, on their own or at the will of others, even of their makers. I had a blog all completed yesterday, a spur of the moment play of words which made up for in spontaneity what it might have lacked in finesse and polish.

The only thing I had left to do was to click on the command which would bring me to Lithesome.ICE to confirm that indeed the blog ended up where it was supposed to be.

Apparently there are unknown entities in the universe who find blogs appetizing repasts and they found my blog to be palatable. For whatever reason, Lithesome.ICE remained unmoved and my little blog was nowhere where I expected to find it.

The words were still fresh in my mind and I could've recreated the blog from memory none too strenuously, something halted me in the process of doing so though, and the blog remained in its immaterial form. The thoughts were there, the idea still conceivable, but the mood, the moment was gone, and no amount of clicks on the refresh button could bring it back, and I couldn't bring myself to do something as sacrilegious as to let out a cheap, albeit, practically identical, imitation of what was only a while ago an authentic blog.

So blogs aren't ordinary words which require mere posterity to render them as immortal. They need something else aside, time, a moment, a breath held in awe... I don't know, all I know is that they're about as far from earthworms as something could possibly be.

Like marriage proposals, and declarations of independence, and life-altering decisions, for blogs, timing... is everything, and one cannot bring back to life on a whim a blog lost to the voracious appetites of those yet to be catalogued blog gorging creatures, but it's a different story all together if you happened to have that blog stored copy and paste style in a Microsoft Word Document or Editpad, after having been victimized the first time around, that isn't cheating, that's insurance.