One Step Closer to Being a Hermit
I feel like I should write something but I don’t know what. It’s another one of those times when there is so much going on in my head that writing it down would probably do me some good to make sense of it all. But I can’t seem to put any of it in words. Maybe it’s all been said before and there’s no new way to say it. Maybe I’ve just hit a wall and there’s nothin more TO say right now even though the desite to say something is there anyway.
Lately I’ve thought about not blogging anymore. I’ve been keeping up with it for about 2 months now and I know a few people have read it but I feel like I don’t have much to say – at least, nothing greatly interesting or important or funny. When I first started keeping an online journal on my website it felt like a big step for me. It was a place to publicly say what I felt in the private areas of my life. It was risky for a non-risky person to just put myself out there like that. It was a way for me to step outside of myself while still being myself.
I don’t have commentaries on books or important news of the day or even jovial rants on my life. I don’t write to be noticed or to get any comments or anything like that. I write for me. I write to make sense of things. I write because I write better than I speak. So, if I write for me, why continue to blog? Who knows what I’ll do.
It would certainly be one step closer to the “life of a hermit” thing that I seem to be going for.