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Friday, December 28, 2007

Sometimes I wonder why I keep a blog anymore. I have no theme, no major issue that I consistently rant about, like I did in the early days of the blog. I don't feel that I can completely openly write here because God knows who will stumble across this thing. And so I couch my posts in vagaries and idle photos and banter, hoping that by saving my daily or weekly thoughts I will someday look back and be glad that I'd done this for myself if for no one else.

No, I'm not seeking positive feedback or compliments. I am just wondering, that's all, because when it comes down to the things that are really REALLY on my mind, the things that I feel (for whatever reason) that I can't post here, then I start to wonder why I keep this blog at all.

So, now that I have that off my mind, what's everyone having for dinner tonight?!

  1. Blogger Rositta said:

    You know Cathy, I feel pretty much the same way. I somehow feel afraid to say the things that are on my mind and bother me wondering who is reading it and what they think, sigh...we're going out to the Danforth for a nice Greek dinner today. Hope my tummy can handle it...ciao and happy weekend.

  1. Blogger Devil Mood said:

    I know what you mean.
    I don't think I've said nothing too consistent in my blog for a long time neither, but I somehow can't let go of it.
    But sometimes I wonder too..

    I already had my dinner, it was grilled fish.

  1. Anonymous Anonymous said:

    I think all bloggers go through that.

    Since I have been suffering with acid reflex the last two days I opted for chicken noodle soup.

  1. Blogger Vani said:

    if its family or friends you're worried about, maybe its time to "start fresh" and just let the people you want to read, read.:)

    i made minestrone soup for the babes..trying to get them to eat more veggies!

  1. Blogger fb said:

    Life kinda gets in the way but it's alright sometimes we have things to say.

  1. Blogger blackcrag said:

    I read this earlier and meant to comment a couple days back. But now I'm here again...

    I blog by one simple rule: don't put anything on the blog that you wouldn't say to someone's face.

    The one thing I did not blog about (that I would have otherwise) was my buddy's kids table manners. Since I wasn't comfortable saying anything about it to his face, I couldn't let him find out through the blog.

    If you are censoring yourself for fear of those you know (or those who know you, if they are not one and the same) then maybe you need to be more honest with those people.

    Something to think about, but then again, free advice is worth what you pay for it.

  1. Blogger Trundling Grunt said:

    Well, I do have a slight bone to pick as I don't remember any posts or observations about your African trip. Given your interests and observations on other matters I for one would be intrigued to know why you went, what you saw, what you experienced/learnt on the trip.

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