January 11th, 2009

Recital

Thoughts

There are some new readers to my journal, and you may have ventured through the archives. I thought I maybe should do a little explaining, even though I don't owe an explination I suppose, but it couldn't hurt.
Journaling has become my ketharsis. SOme would say, "Why do this on an internet journal and not simply in a private one?" This is a valid question. While I do compose private entries sometimes, it is not enough for me to write for me and me alone. I am not trying to seak attention or have people feel sorry for me however. I also not trying to win the attention of hundreds of readers. I am not a "blogger" persay. I don't post too many links, or rant about world issues, or even tell funny tales from my day which will entertain my readers. I don't write specifically for a group of readers. I write what I feel because I know people will read, if that makes any sense. I have some filters up of course, but the accountability helps me be honest with myself about what I'm feeling and the reality of situations I find myself in. I am not the most verbal person you've ever met in your life. I don't communicate very well, and don't let my feelings out verbally in the best way. If I don't write in here, sometimes I won't write at all, and that isn't good.

All of this said, reading backwards, you may see some entries which may leave me looking like a very depressed person with many issues. While this is sometimes the truth, this is not all that I am. I perhaps should write about the happy parts more often. Perhaps this will be a blogging goal for 2009. I just felt the need to assure everyone that only knows me in an on line capacity that I am not as nuts as this one dimension of my life can make me seem sometimes.
That is all.

Peace,
-B

PS. Password is not on tonight. This depresses me. I'd much rather watch that than the Golden Globes.