I remember once upon a time when I would write on a blog for you. The reader. And I hated every second of it because it felt like I was on stage. I had to entertain you.
But now that I've deactivated comments, it doesn't really feel as though I have an audience anymore. But I'm not sure if it's any better, because sometimes being by yourself is more deafening than being in a crowded room.
And this blog without comments is deafening. I'm not activating them just yet. It just makes it harder for me to do this. Write out my thoughts in a coherent manner or in an entertaining way. I was reading back on past blog posts and they had substance. I feel like for the past few months, I've been wishy-washy and my posts completely mirror that.
It's not a big deal really. There are no rules when it comes to blogging. Not like I'm getting paid to do this. Not like I'm Dooce or something. I don't read her, but I'm sure she must be hella entertaining if she's got the following she does. Although, I remember I perused her site last year sometime and there was a blog post on how she pronounced the word "crayon".
Well. I guess that can be riveting.
My point is, I am having a hard time articulating what I really want to say on here. You'd think it would be easier, but no. I feel like my head is a jumbled mess. And I literally will have the posting page opened up and will just stare at the blinking cursor wondering where to start.
I guess it's reflective of my life right now. I'm just staring out into space, wondering where to start. I know where I want to go, I just don't know how to do it.
And here we have another post that makes no sense whatsoever.
Maybe I should just continue to re-blog stuff I've written in the past. It definitely sounds better than this.
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