I've debated having a personal blog for a while now. Growing up, I was a big journaler. I used to furiously scribble my thoughts, struggles, and aspirations. After I met my husband, my journaling tapered off... I think because meeting him made me so happy that it eliminated most of the angsty drivel I used to scrawl. It also gave me a confidant the likes of which could never compare with an inanimate object.
Now, seven years later, I find myself composing thematic essays in my head. So I started to think that perhaps it's time for a new kind of journal, one on various themes and topics. But the thought of writing things out by hand doesn't appeal to me as much as it once did. It's too hard to edit, and I'm too much of a scatterbrain to organize my thoughts properly on first attempt. I hate scratch-outs on a page too,too messy...
Still, it seems odd to me to publish my thoughts into the void, but maybe it will will find someone and begin a dialogue somewhere. Perhaps it will start someone thinking about something they wouldn't have considered before. Maybe I'll learn something from you.
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