Having a blog is an odd experience. I envy the youngin’s who have had years of practice on “My Space.” For the writing to flow, I’m finding that, like in a relationship, I have to tell the truth or I get blocked. I can tell when I have something to say, but am not saying it because all of a sudden I can’t come up with anything to say. Confused yet?
So here’s what I have to say. I feel like I’m putting my words into a big black hole. It feels as if I’m yelling in the forest, somewhat useless to be perfectly honest. However, my ex-husband, still handy in a blogging sort of way, assures me that I NEED a blog so I will continue to babble on.