When I was in high school and college the idea of writing a journal was a very difficult one for me. I thought that I had nothing to say or at least anything that someone else wanted to hear. So my journal entries were short and mostly irrelevant. Letter writing was another thing that I found difficult. At least twice while I was in Europe with the USAF I was contacted by the Red Cross and told to write home. I felt that I had done nothing of note and that nobody cared what I had to say or observed.
The idea of writing in a blog would have been beyond imagination for me. The idea of sharing with total strangers would have paralyzed me. As the years have gone by I have begun to find my voice and overcome the paralysis of the unknown. I think it is partly due to the anonymity of the blogoshere and world wide web. Mostly, though, I think my age and the fact that I'm more comfortable in who I am and what I have become has given me a voice. If you like what I say, great. If you find me irrelevant, fine. Its not that I don't care its just that I now realize its okay if you find me irrelevant.
Now I blog, I'm in Facebook and on Twitter. I write comments on BBC news stories. I send comments to Rick Sanchez and the Cafferty File on CNN. When I do a Google search on my name I actually show up. It has been freeing and it is exhilarating to have become a part of a bigger world.
Getting Old is a Pain
9 years ago
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