I am stepping into my third year of blogging. It never fails to flatter me that although drama events in my life and stream-of-consciousness ramblings do not necessarily make for an interesting read, some people still devote precious moments of their busy lives to check out what's up with me.
I never thought I'd be baring my soul in cyberspace, to begin with. After all, would people really care?
Initially, I blogged because I wanted to free myself from the rigid strictures of the impersonal style of business writing. I managed to surprise myself, even. Marunong pala ako mag-sulat :)
Writing is a form of therapy. I work pretty much alone most of the time and this blog allows me to share my thoughts and ideas to whoever cares to read them. However, I don't really blog because I want to be read. Far from it. I simply want to unburden myself of the things I see and feel around me. Whether or not readers agree with me or not, or whether they find me offensive or obscene, do not really bother me at all. Tucked in a small corner of my tiny apartment, this personal journal allows me to retain my sanity.
Reading my earlier posts can be a humbling experience. I never thought I could be funny, downright sarcastic, and so darn incomprehensible! But that's how my mind works and how my heart feels. It keeps my humanity intact. It provides an invaluable window to my personality, and hopefully, people can see beyond the uhm, ready? "hot bod with the face of an angel" .............I'M KIDDING!!!!
Seriously, reading my old blog entries is like flipping through picture albums, a trip down memory lane, preserved in cyberspace for posterity. It makes me smile, sometimes cringe. And then I move on with my life and write yet another entry so powerful it could move mountains and bring down governments...GOTCHA!
I'm getting ahead of myself.
I'm getting ahead of myself.
To The Write Stuff (I might as well say To Me), Happy Anniversary!
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