Ahem.
When I first became aware of the blogging phenomenon, I had mixed feelings. Secretly, I wanted to start a blog, but two things held me back:
1. I would appear vain to be writing all sorts of crazy biz and posting it online, assuming others would actually care.
2. No one would read my blog, and then I would just feel stupid.
And then of course there's Facebook, which has kind of satiated my hunger for publicizing my life to my friends and family. So until now I have suppressed the desire to blog. Until...
The other day I met with a counselor (a.k.a. therapist. I don't love the word "therapist," but whatever). She asked me to keep a journal during the week until I met with her next. I nodded and said "okay," but I was thinking, "Heck no! I hate writing about my thoughts and feelings." Since then, however, I've been mulling over the idea in the back of my mind. I used to write a lot; journaling and writing poetry gave me an outlet for my thoughts that was very satisfying. I get a big kick out of putting what I'm feeling into words--Sam Dunn probably knows exactly what I mean, as I have on dozens of occasions asked him to be my listening ear while I talk and talk until I figure out just what I'm thinking and put it into words. (Bless you, Sammy.)
So I'm going to do it, I decided, about 15 minutes ago. I'm going to blog. I don't plan on having any sort of theme to my blog. Nor do I plan on writing especially well, or being especially profound, or even being especially interesting. Here it goes anyway.
:)
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