Why?
As I was working on the blog last night someone close to me asked “So why are you doing this and what’s it all about?”…or words to that effect. “Now there’s a question” I thought, why was I doing it? Why do any of us do it (blog that is)?
I suppose it’s partly because it’s an outlet, a form of confessional where we can dump our random and not so random thoughts on an anonymous audience in a way we might not feel able to do with those close to us. Maybe for some people it’s because they feel that they have something worth saying that they feel others should read.
Sometimes as we meander around the vastness of the internet we happen upon sites such as this, personal blogs describing the trivial and not so trivial aspects of our lives. It’s warming when reading those words to realise that we’re all basically the same inside, sharing the same hopes, fears and insecurities, even if not explicitly stated. I would say that it is that sense of deriving something from the day to day trivial aspects of others lives that drives me to write, that others might perhaps see a little of themselves in my words.
I write with no overriding agenda, no grand idea, just a random outpouring of unconnected thoughts that may over time give some impression of what life as me, an average guy, is like. It will also remind me of things I may have long forgotten, people and places once known, good and bad memories, highs and lows, trials and tribulations of a life most ordinary.