I keep editing a blog post I meant to post several weeks ago, but I can never bring myself to post it. But I love it. And I just dont think anyone else will care about it. Ive been frustrated and confused about it till I realized that the writing of it must have just been meant for me. I thought of what a helpful and emotionally nourishing thing it can be to write, without worrying about other people reading it. And then I remembered that I used to do it all the time. Before all the social media and blogs, there were journals. Which are entirely different from blogs. I wonder how horribly journal writing has suffered for other people since the world was changed by social media. Just something to depress you a little this lovely evening. I didnt mean to. Maybe we should go have a banana split or pet baby Labrador retrievers.
Posted on: Fri, 10 Oct 2014 01:51:57 +0000
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