I sometimes struggle about what to write in this here blog.
Writing has always been cathartic for me. Necessary even. It has been a way of expressing myself. Of sorting out my thoughts and making sense of my mind.
Writing is like talking. I feel so much better as soon as I say it. If I can just listen to myself. Tell someone then I instantly feel relieved. Problem solved no....just out there, being sorted out instead of rolling around in my head not making sense and driving me crazy.
I struggle about what to write here. I know a lot of friends and family read this blog, and knowing that I tend to filter what I say.
I mean. I guess that is a good thing. After all....once I write it down it never goes away. Also...just because I'm having a thought, it does not mean it is true or that 5 minutes later I won't regret what I said.
Can you imagine a world where we all ACTUALLY said what we were REALLY thinking? Without ANY regard to anyone else??
I had a boyfriend like that once. It was not good. Not good at all.
I also have to keep some things private. I mean this IS a public space and some things are for Adam and I only. Some things I WANT to keep to myself.
So...what do I write about?
These days I'm not too sure, but I promise soon I'll come up with something worth reading about.
For now I think I need to keep my thoughts to myself.
3 comments:
What you need is a rant section.
I like to hear about your everyday life on the farm.
I KNOW its your birthday on the 10th. I was there when you came into the world ranting. The whole hospital heard it.
Dad
Yeah, I'm comin' up dry this last week, too. Nothing wrong with writing a little less sometimes. Makes people appreciate what you DO write a little more! ;)
Haha, I love your dad. He makes me smile every time.
And happy birthday!!
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