And to be honest, I can’t see myself stopping anytime soon
BF doesn’t understand blogging; he thinks it’s absurd, to say the least, that I like to read about other people’s lives. But great blogging isn’t about diarising. I’ve stopped reading blogs that only post spending reports and chronicle tired tips on frugality; I eschew bloggers who spend most of their time recounting their weekends without ever offering food for thought. As a wise blogger once said, eventually the best writers move from straight recordings of their lives, to introspection and looking forward.
People fascinate me. I’m a bit of a social retard, it’s true. (And while awkwardness can be endearing in a guy, the same is never true of a woman.) But blogging removes that physical dimension, and I’m in my element. I love to read about dilemmas, decisions, relationships…sharing in others’ milestones and commiserating when things don’t go their way. I love to know there are people out there going through the same things as me; people who voice my thoughts in far more concise and eloquent terms than I ever could.
You guys rock. Don’t stop, and I won’t either.