I don't think I'm going to worry about updating this blog any more. I think this is the end of it. I wanted to be a blogger, but it's just not in me to do it. I can't count the number of times I have written posts halfway through or more and just abandoned them for one reason or another. Yesterday I was writing something that triggered a crying jag that lasted several hours. This is not of the good.
It's rather like when I was a kid. I was given those nifty little diaries with locks on them several times for Christmas from relatives and I always intended to keep them up. All of them had entries for the first week of January and then were just blank.
I'm a really great blog-reader. I think that's my role.
2 months ago
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In the six or so years that I've been blogging, I've learned not to post deeply personal things, or go into my emotions too much; I don't need my blog to be a cathartic exercise for me, just a place where I communicate with people -- I don't want it to be a shrink's couch, I want it to be my living room sofa.
And being a blog reader is no small thing. We bloggers need you!
Love you Deni.
Oh, no psychoanalysis. The thing yesterday was just writing out some facts to further explain what you wrote about me in your blog in case people came over and were wondering.
Most times I quit writing because I get bored with what I'm saying before I get it said. :-)
Awwww...JPDeni... and I was so looking forward to visiting your site...maybe you'll reconsider.
Awwwww! Ain't you sweet?
Well, maybe, then. I'll have to avoid anything personal. But maybe I'll wax philosophical from time to time.
I just need to not feel like it's something I "have" to do.
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