If you would convince a man that he does wrong, do right. Men will believe what they see.
-Henry David Thoreau
as i sit
I sit here thinking. Stayawakestayawakestayawake.
One thing I noticed was a lot of blogathoners actually writing about their causes. Commendable. Understandable. And, well, logical.
I couldn’t do that. To submerge myself in the stories, and the angst, and the hurt, and the issues, and the pain. We’re blogging for charities after all. If you dig in, there’s a lot of pain to be found. Because I know me, and my mental headspace – especially in the wee wee hours of the night, for me to have done that would have been detrimental to my mental health.
Instead I’ve posted odds and ends, weirds and thoughts, randoms and cutes.
But you know what? It worked. I’m still here posting away.
Quotables – C. S. Lewis
I found the original blogger!!
Friendship is born at that moment when one person says to another: What! You too? I thought I was the only one.
-C. S. Lewis
why i blog
I don’t promise that I’m coherent at this point. It’s been 21 1/2 hours. 21 1/2 HOURS. HOURS. Spell check is my friend now.
I love blogging. For so many reasons.
Journaling. I’ve always had a journal. But I hated handwriting, and as soon as I had a computer I started typing. There’s something so soothing to the clickety clackety of the keyboard and my fingers flying and words appearing. Dumping my brain out. Putting my inner thoughts out where they can’t torment me any longer. And then the internet came into being for the common folk, and I was about to express my thoughts out to the vast universe to be read by whomever. Opening myself up to criticism. Yes. But the sheer act of opening myself up is therapeutic in and of itself. Plus, I print my blog annually, and put that year in my hope chest. Even if it disappears from the internet, it’s a legacy for my children.
Community. As an introvert who then had children and adult responsibilities, this has led to being able to have relationships regardless of my availability. Wonderful for the psyche. Connection. Friendship. Debate.
I could go on. Wish I could express myself better. Best I can do at 3:30am.
On My Desk
Right the moment I have on my desk:
Laptop (of course)
cordless mouse
smokes (SHHHHHHHH iknowiknowiknow)
dinner dishes
glasses
coffee
the usual desk supplies – in box, out box, pencil and odds holders
flip camera
digital camera
medications
phone – and if it rings that’s a baaaad thing right now.
notepad
What’s on your desk?
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