I realized today that I think…way too much. My thought process alone on creating this blog was pervaded with my analytical addiction. It went something like this:
Huh…this whole blogger system is pretty cool. Should I create one? My friends have not only intriguing things to ramble about but their ramblings are far from pointless…in fact..they are clever. I don’t think that I would have anything of purpose to put out into the cyber world. I won’t make one. But, there is something about putting thoughts out into the void that beguiles me to try. I want to know what the void will do with them. Hmmm….but, I tried the whole blogging thing in middle school. I found my old xanga site a few days ago and grimaced at each of my entries. I was weird. Deleting my previous site didn’t prove successful since I couldn’t figure out the system…drat….I don’t like my 14 year old reflections floating in the void. Creating something that I will stumble upon years later that will only end with my self-disapproval is not wise. Maybe I don’t want to see what the void will do with my thoughts. Writing potentially to an unknown population…seems self interested….I don’t even like my friends reading anything I write…I don’t like rereading what I write. I erase my essays from my hard drive as soon as they’re graded….this blogging thing won’t end well. Man, I’m such a cynic. I will create a blog simply to challenge my disparaging contemplations. But, what is the………
I’ve decided to stop overanalyzing there.
So here you go Void….

Embrace the void! Embrace it!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd I love you. So much. I miss your face, and your smile, and your fingers. I'm so glad you found peace with your blogging self.
I will smile now.