What is it about blogging that is so addictive? What makes a person (me) want to put their whole life out into the universe for all the world to see? I don't know the answer to that but I know I can't resist it. When I started this it was with the intention of making it a private journal but I wasn't smart enough to figure out how to do that. All it took was receiving that first "comment" and I couldn't have cared less who read my thoughts. Since then I have met wonderful people who have offered me encouragement when I needed it and shared the wisdom of their own experiences. I have shared with them some of the most trying times of my life and some of the happiest. Through their blogs I have laughed and been enlightened. I've learned everything from animal rescue to the art of floral arranging. I have marveled at their ability to write with humor and have traveled to places I might never have seen otherwise.
I am now addicted to being able to see who has stumbled upon my rants and am always amazed as to just how we are all connected by the click of a key. People from all over the world. Most are like me and merely take a glimpse and move on without leaving a comment. But that's OK...though I love to read the comments left behind by strangers, just knowing they peaked in is good enough.
I am not computer savy or even technologically enlightened but I do know a good thing when I see it. THIS is a good thing!
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5 weeks ago
3 comments:
Well said. I would have killed my siblings for reading my childhood diary...no I readily open it to the world. And, like you, I cannot seem to stop.
Had to laugh at Olga's comment. I too was a secret keeper in my youth, now I blab for anyone who drifts by.
That first comment you get really sets the hook.
Like Olga and Patti, I had/have secrets - or at least they ought to be secret - but I blab it all for you!
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