I read a few blogs. About 3, to be exact. Then, there's a few more I just browse from time to time. I like writing my own blog. But these blogs that I read are different. See, other people read those blogs. So, I am trying to figure out their secret. Honestly, not that I care if someone other than me reads this. It's just that if someone did, I might find a way to make some money off of it! Ha!
Well, a person can dream, can't they?
So, during this in depth analysis I've been doing, I think I'm finding that these other people who have actual readers (like me, for one) share what seems to be a considerable amount of information of a more personal nature. They have to be pretty darn secure about themselves and pretty darn happy with their particular predicaments.
I'm too sensitive. Scared if I share more of my actual faults, I will be giving out too much ammunition to people who might find entertainment value in making fun of me. (Do you read blogs? Have you seen some of the nasty comments people make!)
There's a lot going on inside this bleached-blond head of mine that I'm not sharing in this blog. At least not now. I'm too much of a work in progress at the moment. I'm wondering right now if that status will ever change and if it does, whether I'll write about it here.
Or if I should.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
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