I can tell you this from personal experience, blogging is hard — harder than a frozen crowbar.
It’s not easy finding inspiration and then slaving over words, worrying, fussing, revising; mindful of what an unseen reader will think.
But in all perfect honesty, I don’t know why anyone would care about my opinion or what I have experienced. We all have lives. We’re all busy. We all have our own experiences and views. What makes me think I’m special? What am I, some sort of expert? No. So why go through all the trouble to put myself out there?
Well…. The truth is, there are two things I wish for when I write. One is to get you to see things the way I do, and the other one, perhaps more important to me is, I want you to like me. Plain and simple. I don’t know why — I just do. It’s crazy! I’m such a dork!
But doesn’t everyone want to be recognized; to be appreciated? Doesn’t that just make me human?
So it’s Saturday afternoon, and I’m sitting with my computer fussing and wishing I were eloquent. But it’s no use today. Maybe another post on another day.
I’ve got to tell you, this blogging thing is hard.
Everyone wants to be liked; and of course we want everyone to agree with us. Well, I do anyway. I mean, I happen to think I’m always right and I find it hard to understand that someone could think otherwise.
I wish I could put more into blogging; I have so much to say sometimes, yet not enough time in the day to put it out there. And I’d really like to write more on the issues of the day, but those can be too time consuming. So I just do what I can. If I could get paid for my thoughts and blogging could be like my job, that’d be awesome. But alas, this is just a hobby.
I like you, I really like you!
Blogging is hard. Ive been tweaking my site for months, and the end is in sight but man,with everything else happening around me it seems a bit much. Me? I blog to find friend with whom I can trade houses for quasi free vacations. Well, maybe.
That picture of you is horribly outdated, you should get a new one soon. This one from last year, doesn’t do you hair, justice.