Wednesday, September 28, 2011

This is my story.

I have often come to the conclusion that I have so many hobbies and interests that I am passionate about, that there is not enough time to thoroughly develop one or two. Instead, I end up jumping from one to the next, with my attention span as my guide, doing things well--or even above average--but never feeling as though I have truly excelled. Sometimes, this realization fills me with joy. To think that I have been blessed with so many gifts, and do so many different things rather well, makes me feel like I need to share this with others. Other times, this realization paralyzes me with frustration. To think that my spare time (what little of it I have) is being split so many ways, that not one thing can be done as well as I'd hope, makes me sad.

Today, I was overcome (again) with the desire to blog. Now, when it comes to blogs, I dislike it when authors ramble about irrelevant things that make little sense, or especially when authors write without a purpose or a point. I don't want to be that author. But, as I've eluded to, I feel pulled in so many directions I find it difficult to settle on one point on which to channel all my blogs. Therefor, my intention is to blog about my many adventures, misadventures, theories, revelations, and experiences as I trample through my various channels of life. I intend to be diligent with tags, to provide an audience friendly structure in which they may read about what they care about.

I encourage you, as a reader, to note that I am a person that thrives on feedback--critical or complimentary the same.

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