Admittedly, this isn't my first post on this blog (from now on, I'm going to call this whole thingy a thought journal because the word "blog" doesn't really float my boat). I wrote a fairly lengthy original post a little while ago but I deleted it. I decided I wanted this journal to be of a different feel than the first post set.
I confess I like to write. It makes me feel productive and gives me the illusion that I might actually have something important to say that someone would like to read (silly me). Who knows, though. Maybe I'll think of something once in a while that resonates with someone else. Even a blind squirrel finds the occasional nut, right?
One difficulty with the above statement that begins the paragraph is that I'm also a rather private person. You know those incredible lyricists and poets who write extraordinary songs and poems about extremely personal issues that end up connecting with everyone else? Unfortunately, I'm not one of those people. The idea of putting my heart and soul on display for all to see isn't something comfortable to me. It takes a lot of trust for me to confide in another person and let him/her know what I really think and feel. To everyone else, I prefer to express myself in symbols than direct messages.
Hopefully writing in this will help me come out of that, to a point. Don't get me wrong, my primary reason for writing is, well, because I like to write. However, if I can learn something productive in the process, that would just be fantastic, now wouldn't it?
I confess I like to write. It makes me feel productive and gives me the illusion that I might actually have something important to say that someone would like to read (silly me). Who knows, though. Maybe I'll think of something once in a while that resonates with someone else. Even a blind squirrel finds the occasional nut, right?
One difficulty with the above statement that begins the paragraph is that I'm also a rather private person. You know those incredible lyricists and poets who write extraordinary songs and poems about extremely personal issues that end up connecting with everyone else? Unfortunately, I'm not one of those people. The idea of putting my heart and soul on display for all to see isn't something comfortable to me. It takes a lot of trust for me to confide in another person and let him/her know what I really think and feel. To everyone else, I prefer to express myself in symbols than direct messages.
Hopefully writing in this will help me come out of that, to a point. Don't get me wrong, my primary reason for writing is, well, because I like to write. However, if I can learn something productive in the process, that would just be fantastic, now wouldn't it?
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