January 11th, 2009



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.


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