I like blogging. I like writing something, publishing it and knowing that it might possibly be read by someone else. I find it enjoyable to proof read my posts to hopefully eliminate grammatical errors, and I like to try to make my writing humorous and include interesting photographs. However, I don’t particularly like blogging about how I feel.
I don’t like putting pen to paper (or rather, fingers to keyboard) and writing down emotions. It feels like an intrusion of personal space, and I am in awe of those who have the courage to spill out what’s going on inside for public criticism. I would never criticise, you might say - but in reality I think everyone does, at least to some extent.
I enjoy reading other people’s blogs, and reading those that do delve into their inner feelings. I like to see that I am not the only person who feels a particular way, or even that other people think entirely differently to myself. I would, however, hesitate before doing so myself. In the same way, I find it very hard to talk to other people about how I feel about something. It’s difficult to confront people, and much easier just to go along with the flow. Indeed, it’s much easier to have a conversation with someone via text rather than verbally, and verbally is much easier than face to face.
You will be happy to know that it will be a long time before I consider writing anything personal on this blog - if ever ! For now, it is back to the mundane.
This afternoon we’re going shopping. Like, proper shopping. Like, proper shopping for whatever takes my fancy. So excited - it’s been waaay too long ! So now I must go and get myself ready - riot shield, helmet, taser... I think this blog has been way too serious so far today, so I must make an end to such things. Did I mention that someone stole my cat? The rudeness of people nowadays daring to steal things from my possession. Do they not realise that possession is 9/10ths of the law?
Also, did I mention how much I like bats?