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One of THOSE days
Jan. 7th, 2015 08:05 amWhere I am of about six minds on what to write about.
And I also want to write nothing at all.
Kind of a conundrum if you ask me.
But I am making this an exercise to get the writing day going so I type away and edit the ever loving out of what I am typing. Sometimes there are two versions of this essay. There is the public version and the private version. Whether the private version gets saved seems to be at my whim.
I know a couple of people who read this every day that I post or almost every day. I know my parents keep an eye on it. Occasionally my brothers or sister and a couple of friends will comment about things either here or on Facebook.
And now Caroline is reading this. She started by going through the archives on the date of her birth and read all the entries I wrote on that subject. Then she started reading more. She says it gives her some perspective on her life in a strange way.
I honestly have nothing on here that I wouldn’t want her to read. In fact I always ask myself if this is going to be a problem later when Caroline reads it if she wants to.
I also think about down the road since employers are looking at the social media footprint of their potential employees. I will stand behind every word I write here and not feel at all embarrassed.
I honestly don’t know if I would have been as careful if I had started this in my 20s. I have my written log at the time but I never expected anyone but me would be reading it so I did not self-censor. Yes children, there was a time before the internet and web logs and Facebook and the like. Heck there was a time before cell phones where you had to be home to receive a call. The fact that we can hold a computer in the palm of our hand still amazes me.
So I continue to write about my life and things that I think about sometimes way too much. I toss it out on the web for all to see. Sometimes I get feedback instantly and other times it will be months down the line like the woman who said she enjoy reading my essays because it increased her vocabulary.
Today is one of those days that is whirling around in my brain as a day where something might get sorted out or nothing will be sorted out. Right now I am leaning towards nothing but hoping for something. It would be nice to have some clarification but again don’t think that is going to happen.
I am grateful for all the eyes that see the things I have written.
And I also want to write nothing at all.
Kind of a conundrum if you ask me.
But I am making this an exercise to get the writing day going so I type away and edit the ever loving out of what I am typing. Sometimes there are two versions of this essay. There is the public version and the private version. Whether the private version gets saved seems to be at my whim.
I know a couple of people who read this every day that I post or almost every day. I know my parents keep an eye on it. Occasionally my brothers or sister and a couple of friends will comment about things either here or on Facebook.
And now Caroline is reading this. She started by going through the archives on the date of her birth and read all the entries I wrote on that subject. Then she started reading more. She says it gives her some perspective on her life in a strange way.
I honestly have nothing on here that I wouldn’t want her to read. In fact I always ask myself if this is going to be a problem later when Caroline reads it if she wants to.
I also think about down the road since employers are looking at the social media footprint of their potential employees. I will stand behind every word I write here and not feel at all embarrassed.
I honestly don’t know if I would have been as careful if I had started this in my 20s. I have my written log at the time but I never expected anyone but me would be reading it so I did not self-censor. Yes children, there was a time before the internet and web logs and Facebook and the like. Heck there was a time before cell phones where you had to be home to receive a call. The fact that we can hold a computer in the palm of our hand still amazes me.
So I continue to write about my life and things that I think about sometimes way too much. I toss it out on the web for all to see. Sometimes I get feedback instantly and other times it will be months down the line like the woman who said she enjoy reading my essays because it increased her vocabulary.
Today is one of those days that is whirling around in my brain as a day where something might get sorted out or nothing will be sorted out. Right now I am leaning towards nothing but hoping for something. It would be nice to have some clarification but again don’t think that is going to happen.
I am grateful for all the eyes that see the things I have written.
