...or whatever its called.. It is a big deal nowadays. Blogging. Being a blogger. Writing down all your thoughts where everybody can read them. Whether they are interesting or not. Whether anybody bothers to read them or not.
And that is a funny thing, there are thousands and thousands of self proclaimed "bloggers" and I find that kind of amusing. Not that they write all their thoughts on the internet, but that they have a name for doing so. As if that makes you special. I mean, the things you write might be special, but the fact that you are writing them on a public spot on the internet does not in my opinion.
If you have 10 "followers" (followers... what an odd description... it rather suggests a sect...or fans...people "following" your every word) but anyway, if you have 10 followers, does that mean you have 10 readers? Not that I do by the way. I have 1 follower at this moment. And I am very thankful for that. It takes guts to be the first. But I wouldn't mind having more. And that is also an odd thing. Why does that feel important? Although in my case of course a large part of it is commercial value... The more people who read, the more people who are interested in the work I do... But actually, I would like to use this blog for more than work. I would like to use this to write my thoughts on things, a bit more long winded than on facebook, and have people read them. And that's what kind of confuses me... I am not really sure why I find it satisfying that people read them...
Oh well f**k it... my point is, I am going to try and use this blog a little more frequently. I have said it before, and failed miserably, but now I am giving it another shot :-)
ps. the picture is from last summer in GÖteborg, right before a storm
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SvaraRadera