Tonight, a friend told me that I should write things out. Another chimed in that writing is a healthy exercise in which everyone should partake. I dislike writing. I started thinking about my bog...
So, I've tried to keep a blog going throughout college years (RIP) and was never successful. I always had trouble writing. I didn't know how to pen my thoughts on what I was experiencing at given points in time. Honestly, I want people to like reading what I write. But the truth is, I'm a horrible writer. And I don't particularly enjoy it. It definitely doesn't flow. And I get bad headaches. I actually thought about asking my sister to write my blog simply because it'd be nice to sound like she rights. Beautiful.
Right now, I am getting a headache. maybe this will be a picture blog?
Honestly, most days, I do have spurts of desire to write down what I am learning or experiencing and share with my friends, especially those whom are scattered across states and oceans. This doesn't replace the pair of eyes that could sit in front of me, but reality is I am in a city that is never "on the way" to anywhere. Few pass through. I have friends that I miss dearly and I do a poor job keeping in touch at the level where LIFE really happens. Thus, a blog could help, right? Everybody else is doing it.
If you look at my blog, you will see few posts stretched out over months. I want to write on this blog more frequently than that.
I don't feel the need to post a disclaimer or "about my blog" information. The number of people who may ever read this blog may quite possibly be fewer than the number of children I will adopt one day (God willing- 2). So if you are reading, enjoy listening to me write to myself. And God. (Isn't that what Christians are "supposed" to say?) No, but really, look forward to pictures. I think I may get an iphone just for that.
But I think I'm going to post this to my facebook profile. maybe. ok, I will do it now.
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