I believe that I would be content to spend my days in cyber space. I could sit for hours, Okay I have sat for hours, bouncing from one blog to the next. Some I pause on briefly and quickly click away, from the vaguely disturbing to the downright scary or just plain yucky. I came across one through a link of a link of a link and as I was scrolling down the page suddenly assaulting my vision a nice picture of the bloggers anus. Why would I want to see that? I think of this woman telling her friends. "Hey check out my blog today, there is a great picture of my butthole"!?! I know, different strokes for different folks. I will just remember not to follow some links. I like going to the profile page and check out who has put the same books or movies on their list. It is amazing to see how different people are that have the same interests.
There are others that I linger on and read everything, depending on how far back the archives go. I check several everyday so see what is new in the life of Audi, Lab Munkay, Moon, Tykho, Red Clover, Real Cinderella, Lucky, Jules and others. I feel like I have a whole new world of "friends" out there. I realize they are not really friend friends. We don't go to movies together and have coffee the point is I feel like we could, with the ones that I trade comments back and forth. I feel like I know these people, at least part of them, for a brief moment I am a part of their lives, they have shared something important with me. I have been moved to tears and almost fallen off my chair with laughter. I like getting a small glimpse into the lives of people from my hometown to Iceland and Kenya and beyond. Peeking in the window of their life and culture, some vastly different from my own but on the web we are all neighbors. I love that.
I like following the comment train. I board at mine and move on stopping at various blogs along the way and follow the comments of blogs I have never been to and so on and then leave a comment and they come back and I have widened the circle. I like the input from other people. I get almost giddy when I realize I have a comment.
Where did my circle start? I have to thank Professor Batty for that. He kept talking about blogging so I had to check it out. Through our blogs we have discovered new things about each other, depths we never knew. I have found many of my favorite blogs through the Profs. He sifts through the throngs and picks the best of the best. Does that sound conceited since I am on his list?
Anyway, There are things I don't talk about and share in my "real" life. Sometimes I am willing to share more than someone is willing to hear. Sometimes truth and honesty about important, emotional things makes people uncomfortable. Trying to explain a small seemingly insignificant moment of pure beauty to people who don't get it becomes too hard. I end up sounding like one of those people who talk just to hear the sound of their own voice. Some stories are not "big" or important to anyone but me but I want to tell them anyway. So I kept most of it in my head and wrote it down in journals. Words that never saw the light of day once the page was turned. Then came blogger. I just like knowing it is out there. It is especially gratifying when I know someone else has read it, but I like just knowing it is out there. I have released it into the world. Be free my words, be free.
Let's all share. I am curios, where did your circle start and where has it taken you? Why do you blog?
2 comments:
I was turned on by a friend who wrote a typical journal type blog about her somewhat mundane daily life. When she gave me her "personal thoughts and emotions" blog written under an alais I was shocked. I won't ever use mine as a tell all of my daily life, but I woun't hold my emotions back when I do write this way. Unlike friends who you spend most conversations on the trivial nuances instead of the real meat of conversations, I can blab on with what is priority to me at the time. By accident I found Batty's blog, "The Swan" and was hooked. I enjoy the bloggers who are able to talk about simular intrestes in a different view or style. Their are lots I read but do not comment on, like the one you wrote on the contents of your sons pockets,ones that I love and I can relate to makes me think about. Also the one were you had your "cute" day.The ones I do not go for are the bashers or the braggers. Write on Jojo girl, write on!
thanks for the input. I read all the posts of the blogs I visit a lot, but like you don't always comment. don't want someone to think I'm a cyber-stalker or obsessed or that I really have no life. Although I must admit I am a munkay-junkie.
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