Why I blog
A long diatribe over at a favourite site of mine (link to said diatribe is here) has led me to think about why I write here, why I read other peoples blogs, live journals or whatnots and why I care if people come here to read what I write.
You know what, I sat here and wrote a line or two and then deleted it, and then wrote another line or two and then deleted that too. I tried to come up with something interesting like "It helps me get through hard times if I share it here" but that really isnt the truth.
I blog here because there are some people out there in the world who I want to read this and know that I am alright. Plain and simple. I dont talk to these people on the phone or by email or even in snail mail. I dont know where they are or what they are doing or even if they come here. But I want it to show that despite the bad things I have dealt with, I am ok. That I am happy and that I make others happy.
You will have to pardon the mysteriousness of this post. I will not go into details as its stuff in my life I dont share or discuss often or with many people. Dont ask, because if you dont know, you wont get to know, sorry.
I try. I do. I live.