Well, I know this may sound lame, but I just thought I would make an official blog entry about reaching over 1000 hits. I know most of these are probably accidents, group searches from the likes of China and Mongolia, and then the random google searches by people looking for something totally different and ending up here. But I hope that at least a few of you ended up here, sharing in my discourse, intentionally. I know my rantings tend toward the sentimental and (for lack of a better word) dorky, but they are as much an exercise in writing as an effort to keep tabs on myself.
The blogging drama that is "Why do people blog" has kept me wondering why I blog. I don't particularly care if people sum it up to a narcissistic regurgitation of my innermost thoughts which all the world must be dying to hear. I don't do it for that reason. I do it because I love to write. Capturing moments of my life in snippets of words and the occasional dose of wisdom continually reminds me that though I am not perfect, I really do try to better myself, and the world I am a part of. I have really enjoyed finding myself in these cyber-posts. If people want to call it a public diary, go for it. I am not offended.
So hear is to my first 1000 hits, and all three of my loyal readers :) Now out into the sunshine of this glorious Adirondack autumn. I see a wool blanket, Jane Eyre, and a city park in my future. And I'll just put a wish out there for a dashing young man, interested in redheaded women who read books in parks on Tuesday afternoons, to meander my way. (cough, cough, preferably with dangerously handsome features, quiet confidence, and a stature taller than my 69 inches, cough)
Happy Tuesday :)
1 comment:
congrats. even in the midst of my own stuff, i'm glad you're here and blogging.
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