I have to tell you the first time in four years of having an online journal and being separated from and distanced from the online community, I didn't care. I did not sweat trying to get on line with the dial up from the Lake House. I did not even think about it once. Not once.
Maybe I am cured.
Cured of what?
You know. I know you know. So, I guess for me, it's four years. Suddenly that crevice is leaped over and life as it should be, maybe once was, resumes.
Blogging, or journaling (as we called it as AOL-J-landers) has been good for me. Actually it goes beyond good, it has made me a better person. Life, my life became an opportunity of circumstances to blog about. And so, I lived my life accordingly. I am, after all, the star of my Blog. I have to look good, be good. I could have been no-good and more than likely, certainly would have had a larger audience...yet, this is me, this is my life, my little piece of the world existence...and I have always been the good girl.
Well, most the time. There was that period from 1969 -1979.
Everybody's got something to hide except for me and my monkey.
Sweet relief.
3 comments:
geeze, I almost had you to bring back Alphawoman.............thank God for that monkey! Anne
Yes, you are a star :)
xoxo
Yes, you are the star of your blog and I enjoy being part of your audience. You point out quite well how much character building can go on -- or character can be displayed -- when playing to the public. LOL! I do try to be so very good. :)
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