Here i sit, coming off a four day weekend. Honestly my mind is both blank and wracked with what i have to do today. A frustrating dichotomy. The day is routine to some extent, unload tools and finish the handrail on a small deck/stairs i put on the back of the house. There are some other things to do too but that is the primary aim of today. This morning, the heater blower rumbling and the lights on in the back ground, i am completely blank. I've got my coffee, that is a start, and I've got onto the blog, managed to tear myself away from superfluous Internet surfing, and here i am trying to kick start my blog today.
So i have come to realize that some people who read what i write on a near daily basis are people that i am close to for one reason or another but i don't know particularly well. It is vindicating to hear of people reading, it does something for my discipline and drive to keep writing and getting what thoughts I've available into cyberspace (as it were); yet, at the same time i realize that these people know me a lot better now than i know them. This blog is, generally, a very, very candid stream of consciousness kinda thing i got going on and my struggles and fears and thoughts and opinions hit the deck running--a reflection of me is born in the words i write. I'm okay with that (not that i have to/need to validate it).
This is a good discovery for me. Strangers, virtual strangers, family, acquaintances will see in to me, see all the words spell check misses, see what's going on within my mind. Today, i gotta be honest, i am struggling and typing right now is like trying to pour molasses on a cold morning except the end result of this exercise is not nearly as sweet so I'm going to cut it off here and return tomorrow.
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