Why do I blog?
Well looks like the inevitable has happen. Sigh~. I’ve jumped on the blogging bandwagon. Been thinking about it this couple of days and I seriously have doubt on why I would want to expose my private thoughts and life to others, the self-consciouness, the gloating, the self-loathing, the self-pity.
I guess it all comes down to expression, or in particular the freedom of it. Anyhow I’ve always been more comfortable writing things down due to my reserved nature. I love sitting down to write. When I start, I have no idea where I’m headed. I love that freedom. A lot like my other favorite pastime, doodling.I do sometimes plan out what I want to write about, but sometimes just sitting down and letting go is like going off for a walk with no predetermined finish or route. The beauty and joy of self expression and inspiration.
We all want people to bear witness to our lives…to make it matter or bear some significance. That’s why we have friends and lovers outside our nuclear family. It’s also I suppose why we talk about ourselves so much. Anyhow as you can see, I’ve stop the procrastinating, and did a google on why people blog…and it comes down to a million reasons. I guess the excerpt below best describes why I blog…
Herman Melville put it best when he said,
“We cannot live for ourselves alone. Our lives are connected by a thousand invisible threads, and along these sympathetic fibers, our actions run as causes and return to us as results.” A perfect description of blogging, don’t you think?
I started blogging some years ago largely to pass time and share experiences. A small part of me, however, was selfishly hoping for admiration and affirmation; a shallow attitude I’ve long abandoned. Eventually, I discovered the joy found via “invisible threads” and “sympathetic fibers” - those human connections made along the way. Blogger tend to be a lovely comfort of strangers.”
