So I’m doing much better on my New Year’s resolutions. I now have 10 days of dieting under my belt. The same for blogging. And almost the same for reading. I’m off to a good start…again.
It’s much harder to come up with things to write about than it used to be. Mostly because I’m more guarded than I used to be. When I started my blog I wrote about VERY personal stuff. My 9th post was about giving a boy a blow job in a booth at an adult bookstore and his getting mad at me because I put my hand on the back of his head. I don’t write about stuff that personal anymore. Adam reads my blog. Chuck reads my blog. Todd reads my blog. The lesbians all know about my blog. It’s hard to feel free to write about stuff that super personal to me. Adam has told me to just go for it. But somehow I can’t let go and just do it. So I write about mundane stuff like our house, and my job, and my New Year’s resolutions.
I’m not even sure what I would write about if I was just going to throw all caution to the wind and just write. There are a few things I might comment on, or confess to, or admit to. But even beyond the people I know personally who read my blog, I worry about the people I’ve never met who read my blog and what they’ll think of me. What if Java, or Dr. Mike, or Mom, or Bonnie, or my friend the librarian discover I’m human and don’t like what they see. What happens then?
It’s funny because at work I don’t worry about what anyone thinks about me. I’m often the bad guy as a result. I say what everyone else in the room is thinking. But on here. I worry a lot.
So I’ll leave it at this tonight. Who knows. Tomorrow I might confess my deep dark secrets. Or I might just wine about the additional 24 inches of snow we are supposed to get on Sunday!