I used to turn to my blog for therapy. Yes yes yes...I know I sound delusional but ask any blogger and you will see that sometimes they treat their blog like a shrink. It's natural. Don't believe me? Start a blog.
Anyway, I've not been updating my blog so often these days because well...there's the issue of work and laundry, and kids, and cooking, and cleaning the floor, and answering emails, and replying to SMS, responding to instant messages....you know, the everyday thing?
Yeah, that's given. So, I feel like kind of in need of really good therapy sometimes but my fingers ache from too much writing all day, so, what do I do?
I turn to blogging...but a slightly different kind of blogging.
When I feel like saying very short simple things, I turn to twitter. When I have something longer to say that requires more than the 140 spaces given on Twitter, I turn to facebook. And if not, then I just turn to my phone, switch on the audio recorder and say something totally baffling like 'I think my toenails are too long and I can't find the blasted nail clipper. This is depressing me.'
But I think after all the time that I have spent on twitter and facebook, I still feel a kind of unexplainable emptiness in me. At the end of the day, a shrink is what I need. The others turned out to be just General Practitioners.
I need to let out in my blog after all.
Anyway, I've not been updating my blog so often these days because well...there's the issue of work and laundry, and kids, and cooking, and cleaning the floor, and answering emails, and replying to SMS, responding to instant messages....you know, the everyday thing?
Yeah, that's given. So, I feel like kind of in need of really good therapy sometimes but my fingers ache from too much writing all day, so, what do I do?
I turn to blogging...but a slightly different kind of blogging.
When I feel like saying very short simple things, I turn to twitter. When I have something longer to say that requires more than the 140 spaces given on Twitter, I turn to facebook. And if not, then I just turn to my phone, switch on the audio recorder and say something totally baffling like 'I think my toenails are too long and I can't find the blasted nail clipper. This is depressing me.'
But I think after all the time that I have spent on twitter and facebook, I still feel a kind of unexplainable emptiness in me. At the end of the day, a shrink is what I need. The others turned out to be just General Practitioners.
I need to let out in my blog after all.
p.s. Please read in jest because no, I am not going 'woo-hoo-hoo' on you. And my toenails aren't really THAT long. And that picture is not a picture of me dead. Just me plonking my head down on the table...my arm reaching out as far as it would go, with my phone's camera and snapping a really un-stylish picture of myself to prove a point.
You can breathe now.
Comments
How true! Blogging is one great therapist. When the buzz about blogging started, I was thinking about writing a book, and blogging was the last thing I thought I'd go for. But then my book always seemed a long way ahead, and when I finally started blogging, the satisfaction was beyond compare.
Btw, there's no way you can call yourself lazy, considering that you write pretty often even after all the everyday stuff that needs to be taken care of. Well, you might have reduced the frequency of your posts, but you are much better off than others who cannot even do as much... like me for example :-)
You've certainly got great writing skills! Keep up the enthusiasm!!
Cheers,
Mark
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