— That’s what today is. I’m getting ready to watch a Horror flick on this cloud-covered sky of a day. The temp is close to 60s. Sends a chill to the bone. There’s nowhere I’d rather be than inside. These are the things that make me smile.
(This blog is so funny!)
I went to see who had liked any of my pieces lately and read what they had written. There was this really young woman who described her experience as a high schooler, as seen through her illness. It was an extremely engaging blog. (I probably should put in a link here — If only I were that organized!) dizzylizzie… Something like that. After reading her piece, I couldn’t decide if I should leave a comment. I wanted to connect. Many had.
By the time I had decided, I was filled with enthusiasm, advocacy, and inter-generational angst. I blurted out my mission, then pressed the “Publish” (or whatever it says) and the message popped up that my comment was awaiting moderation. I’m not sure I’m crazy about that. In a way it is necessary, and it’s your blog, and you have full control over it. It’s your responsibility. I’m of the school, however, that says put it out there and see how people respond. (Actually, I’m not sure that is good advice.)
No matter what…
At least I know there are others like me out there who want to educate others with their experiences. Even though it’s a cloudy day outside, it’s really sunny inside…
I am not looking for fame or anything like that with this blog — No, wait. That’s not true!
It’s just something I discovered on my way here, and I like the anonymous possibilities it has to offer. I’m not looking for people to chat with.
My goal is to communicate what I feel inside to a small niche.
This is just fine for me. Glowing inside with residue sun, and cloudy on the outside. Jacked about seeing another Horror flick.