I’m drinking my second cup of coffee and having some toast with butter and swiss cheese, one of my favorite meals. I’m also trying to figure out what to write about today. Someone suggested that I blog about “why I blog.” That’s an interesting idea. Not interesting in the same way as say, M Theory or Nagarjuna’s Madhyamaka philosophy. Mostly just “interesting,” because I haven’t thought about it at all, until now. Why do I blog?
Well, It’s definitely not because I’m overflowing with so many ideas I’m compelled to share with the world. And it certainly isn’t because the public is clamoring for more of my drivel. And it’s not because the unicorn voices in my head are forcing me to sit down everyday and spew out useless prattle. Ok, that one is actually the closest to the truth so far.
I suppose I do this for the same reason I write songs: to connect with people and offer a little something of myself. (Hopefully my songs are better than my blogs).
I love people, but I also have a lot of social anxiety. I always worry about things I’ve said or didn’t say. I talk too loud, or too fast, or not enough. I suppose in a blog, like a song, I can take my time. I can say just what I want t0 say and nothing more. I can be silly, but stop short of being annoying. I can be vulnerable, but pull it back before it gets gross. Like now…
Oh look there’s a baby octopus riding a paisley unicorn!
So yeah, there’s a little neurosis going on here for sure. Thanks for helping me expose that to everyone.
Why do I blog? Great question. I honestly don’t know how much longer I’ll keep this up. Let me know if you’re enjoying these diatribes. If not, I’ll be more than happy to discontinue this little series.
Te veo luego,