And another big HELLOOOOOOOooOOoooooOOO to all the other 40 daily readers who've been with me
Recently I got to thinking about blogging. Especially after seeing the hike in my readership. And somehow, once again came across something I wrote a long-long time ago on another site.
Creepy, creepy! I meant me, of course.
Friday, Oct 10, 2008 6:19AM
I like blog stalking.
I love the voyeurism of it all. A peek into someone's lives. Their thoughts. Dreams. Rantings. Simple accounts of 'what i did today'.
I love it even more when the words hit a chord. When the sharing is so intense I can't help but feel a real connection with this writer. Drawing me back to his/her page everyday, like an addict, needing my daily fix of this 'conversation'. An anonymous face not saying a word, just adding hit counts to the sites I love.
But I wonder at times about the truth behind these words. Are these people writing about a life based on their perceived reality? Or are they such well formed and confident souls who can bravely withstand the thoughts their words provoke?
And how many millions out there are like me, who love the blogosphere, but inside, don't feel we have the depth and intensity to build a blog as good as the ones we love? Who are afraid that if we started sharing, we would be judged as harshly as we judge those blogs we can't stand. For people like us, it is so much easier to claim to 'not have the time' or say, 'I am personal and can't be bothered to make my private life an open book.'
I'll update next, when I have the time.
In the meantime, you know what I'm up to.
Donc, (it means 'so', or 'therefore' in french) (and I'm planning to add more words in french as time goes by to show off what a great student I am and to also brag about being one of the tops in class despite thinking I'd fail miserably) I started thinking about how and why I started blogging publicly in the first place.
It started out after moving to Luxembourg, and needing to communicate with the people I love which really is not easy when the time difference is so inconvenient. I guess it also helped that I now have loads of time on my hands, and writing something now and then instead of thinking and going deeper into the depths of my sometimes spiraling mind just felt much, much better.
Anyhoo, I wanted to go on and on about my thoughts and the like, but have nothing smart to say anymore. So this post is REALLY just a big welcome to everyone who stopped by. I'm just a girl (yes, yes, still a girl) who's traipsing her way around the world, and in the big, big realms of her mind.