I don’t know quite what this blog is, what it should contain. It was easy when all I did was “factual reporting”. That’s how it started. Then it became more personal. All of it – SL, blogging.
I wrote a post this morning. It explains how I am feeling, what I think I might be doing in the future. Except…. I am reluctant to publish it. I have tried to adopt a positive outlook on life over the last few years. I have learned that even though I might be down in the dumps today, next week I may not feel that way. Even though today I may be preoccupied with emotions running rampant, tomorrow my calm rational side may rule (yes, I do SO have one. pffffft.). I’m opposed to making DECLARATIONS. Typically I end up over-turning them sooner rather than later.
So what do I do about this morning’s unpublished post? It is a true reading of who and what I am today. But I may not want to live with that recollection tomorrow. If it remains factually true, it reveals the pain I feel today. But what if it does not remain accurate? Or what if it IS accurate, but I prefer not to dwell on feeling low, feeling the pain? Should I let it simply sit there, my own outlet, and continue to focus on embracing the positive? I feel as if publishing is the proverbial kick in the pants for myself. There! I said it OUT LOUD! Now I HAVE to go forward!! But maybe it’s better to simply go forward, and skip the tears and drama?
I have to keep going forward no matter what. LOL. That comment reminds me of one of my very first posts. My coworker told me waaaaay back when that a blog was like a shark – it had to keep moving or it died. *grin* Well, the same is true for people. Maybe that is my answer.
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“So what do I do about this morning’s unpublished post?”
Send it to meeeeee! 😀
*grin* be careful what you wish for, Dale (and yeah – i know that’s bad grammar but it sounds better that way). As usual, Eric has put it all into a perspective that is a lot more palatable.
My blog is for me and if others happen to enjoy it that is great. I find there is something cathartic about hitting publish. Having said that there are *plenty* of my posts that never see the light of day.
In the three years I have been spewing on my blog I have learned the process of writing is far more important to me than being read. Yes my blog is my public diary, but it is not the sum total of my diary. There are private bits that are personal and not for public consumption. Usually when I post pictures for days on end it is a clue that the words are elsewhere.