-or- Life in the slow lane
In the short time I have been blogging here I have noticed something. There are a lot of people with a lot to say!
Oh, and I am apparently not one of them.
Now I don't mean that in any sort of derogatory sense for those who blog very frequently. I have come to visit my blog numerous times since my last entry (article just seems to auspicious a word for what I right), have sat there thinking I would like to write something. But I fail to come up with anything witty or smart, so I don't write anything.
And here I am now writing about how I have nothing to write about. Perhaps I have hit a new low for blogging.
But to be fair, I do find myself posting with some sort of semi-frequency on some forums I visit. And while I have had a couple blogs in the past I think that the interactive nature of this site actually has led me to post more here than in the past. And, yes, with a staggering entry count of 4 (after I post this) that is pretty sad. So what is it about blogging that is attractive? Why do we find some sort of enjoyment in posting our thoughts for people we have probably never met, and most likely never will? Is it our innate desire to attract attention to ourselves? Or do we feel some therapeutic release from sharing what we feel and think, safely behind the anonymity of the internet?
I am sure that it is a combination of many factors, as everything in life seems to be. I would like to think that another part of it is our desire to connect with other people. And in that regard the internet has really become a powerful force in my life, as well as others. The lack of bounds, whether geographic, cultural, or others, really makes the internet a liberating place for the exchange of ideas and information. And this, in fact, can be very healing and helpful for us all, myself included.
So, even though I am a snail-blogger, I still find some solace in the practice.