Blimey! Thanks for the encouragement and advice. It's actually a shock that anyone's read what I've written. Now: how am I supposed to be unself-conscious knowing that someone might actually read what I'm writing? (Joke!)
Last night before going to bed I asked myself, "What is the reason for my shyness? I rarely play the fool, I don't take risks, socially. Why do I act like I'm so bothered what people think?" The idea was to see if my dreams could shed some light on the answer. I believe the answer is inside of me, and I thought that that part of me that knows the answer could communicate some clues to my normal waking mind. I've never asked anything
So why does it matter what I write? I don't really expect anyone to take much notice of my ramblings, and if they do then that's their problem - if they feel they've wasted their time then that's their own fault for reading some joe Blog's blog. There are no identifying marks to who I "really" am, and I'm not telling anyone I know that this is my blog. So: why does it matter what I write? More to the point, why have these first two posts had an air of someone mak
A year or two back I was ill in bed for a few days. As I came back to my normal self (Ha!) I was gripped by a desire to start a blog. I hardly knew what one was and by the time I'd researched the technicalities I realised that there wasn't a topic I wanted to write about enough to keep my enthusiasm going week-in, week-out. After failing to find any justification for blogging I decided against it. At various times since, that weird yurning returned and each time i put
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