A post is like a sack bulging with down feathers, words ready to be let loose to the whole world in a single moment, never to be reclaimed. One click, and it's there for the whole world to see for better or for worse.
But then if I really think about it, it's only my friends who read this blog, and the occasional creepy stalker from Iceland. I have nothing against Iceland it's just the first country that popped into my head. Unless my blog really merits literary attention, which it doesn't at this point, no stranger would venture again into this domain after one viewing. So why am I hesitant about posting now? These possibilities have never stopped me before. Have I grown wiser or more paranoid? Or both?
It's not that I lack words. Not at all, I've been stuffing that sack full of feathers. I'm just reluctant to let go of it. The end may be coming...maybe.
Maybe you're extra paranoid b/c of what happened to me... just tell your mom and step-dad to never run for public office!
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling.
ReplyDeleteI think it may have to do with the fact that you are now accepted onto staff.
Will people judge you from your blog? Will your blog hinder people from Christ? Aid them in their journey?
Don't worry, you'll be back on the blogging track soon enough.
Love you tons, girl. :)
V