A Post That Says Nothing

I kind of miss blogging. And I kind of don't.

I think I've somehow been sucked into the notion that making the occasional smart remark on Facebook somehow equates to writing something. And that's really rather pathetic when you think about it because the desire to take 5 seconds to do something instead of 30 minutes to do something well sums up a lot of what seems to be wrong with people these days.

I started this blog seven years ago, encouraged/harassed into it by a friend I no longer see or talk to much (if at all). It took me months and months to tell my other friends about it and even longer than that to tell my family. For some reason the thought of them reading what I wrote seemed quite terrifying. Interesting to note (at least to me) that I don't even really remember why that was. Have I become more transparent or have I just started to care less what people think?

Is that the beauty of being in your 30s? I think I may have just have a topic for my next post...