Discover

Never once have I ventured into the world of "blogging". Each entry in my small pink journal rings true to my old fashion ways of writing. Scribbling out sentences I dislike, tapping noisily on the top corner of the page, and filling up the blue lines that ride horizontally remind me of clearing emotions from my inner self. This new way of writing, of putting myself out to the world, is somewhat deceptive. Sitting here in the computer lab seems somewhat private, except for the two students sitting on either side of me. It seems as though I am writing for my own sake, like always, but actually I am not. See I am beginning to realize that this will not just be put away in my second drawer of my desk, or reread once in a few years to be a humor source for me and my family, or whomever I choose to share this with. See now, I no longer have the choice, I no longer choose. This may be read by all who blog, by all who care, by all who may just stumble upon it. Does this scare me? Yes. Will it stop me from writing my true feelings that I only share with my journal? Maybe. As my journey on this "blogging" website unfolds, maybe my writing will change, or I will. Maybe I wont stay shy with my love of forming sentences, maybe I'll branch out and become open and honest. And maybe I might just forget about all the people that MIGHT read this and become OK with the fact that others will fall upon this very blog.

Till next time...