When I write this thing, I don't think at all. Everything spills out, unfiltered. I don't check my grammar, I repeat myself, but I still click "Post" when I'm done. Stream of consciousness.
Sometimes I wonder how many people have actually read anything at all from this blog. I have posted it on various social networking sites since I fist began blogging, and a few have commented about it in person, but I'm still curious.
I guess it just seems so pointless. It doesn't feel pointless, though. If I didn't write anything about myself,
I'd go nuts. I don't talk to many people anymore about my life, so I have to do something to make up for it.
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