My blogging juices have not been flowing well. I’ve had a little trouble these past few weeks getting any thoughts together. I was recently asked why “anyone” (meaning “me”) would want to expose personal moments to the whole world. Why am I doing this?? I am not very tech-savvy and don't really care to be. I do not sit at a computer checking e-mails all day along. I don’t have a Facebook account. Besides, very few people are actually paying attention. To some degree, I guess it’s a form of therapy. I get to say what I need to say without interruption. I can be silly, candid, or plain -- all of which take a considerable amount of faithful work. Some people may judge, but that’s okay. Writing in the blogosphere is harder than it looks.
To be frank, expressing my thoughts about what’s on my mind is a sharp struggle between fear, honesty, and vulnerability. It’s uncomfortable to be so publicly open, feels...“weird,” especially since it gives me crows-feet as I stare into the screen....“does anybody really care anyway?”
Occasionally, validation is a small reward. It’s nice to be understood by a friend. I can softly connect to someone else who may have had a similar experience -- anonymously, behind the screen. Life has been very busy lately -- traveling, summer activities, and just living. Sometimes I am overwhelmed, sometimes bored -- but it’s all good. Summer is a time to recharge. Hopefully with more thoughts to come....
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