I find that blogging is a compulsion, a distraction, a joy, a chore, a release, a catharsis ..it’s each of one of those and some days it’s several.

I see blogging as talking things over aloud with my self, but in a very large, crowded room where the general hullabaloo will drown out my voice so I won’t be heard and so there’s no inhibition of sounding like or being called a fool.

Yes, I know all my words are there to see, but when and if a passer by comments, disagrees, takes offence, agrees with me or is made comatose by the content, I probably won’t be present at the time.

Anyway we will see over time 🙂