Conversation Peace

So who do you talk things out with if the person you are closest to seems uninterested in your current dilemma? Has he not figured out by now that I am a woman of conversation? That I need to talk my thoughts through so that I can maybe find a revelation in a tiny piece of dialect I would have never otherwise heard? Not to mention, analytical speech makes me feel better. But not when the person I'm talking to gives me less feedback and attention than a log. And on important matters to me and my professional well-being, you think that would matter to him as well.

And so I turn to blogging. A quick and honest way for me to blabber on without boring someone. If you want to read (and I'll admit it, no one does) then it's here. If you don't, it's easily avoidable. I wouldn't know the difference anyway.

Blogging. What is it really? Especially, what does it mean when you are your only reader? Is it necessary for blogs to follow a theme, or storyline? Do they have to always be interesting? Because daily life isn't always interesting. Which makes it real.

Real reality. Not like tv. Not a scripted "reality" tv show that promises to expose the lives of every day families' drama and relationships. Oh no. Life is not that interesting; perspective is, however.

So, does a blogger need a reason to blog? I saw the film Julie and Julia today and her idea made sense to me; made me crave an interesting hobby just so I could blog about it. The only thing I have to update on is my journey with Weight Watchers. I got a weight watchers cookbook the other day and was tempted to do a similar "one recipe a day" experience. But obviously, that's been done. And I am the most unoriginal person on the planet. Learn by imitation ... that's me.

Who knows. One of these days a fantastic idea could punch me in the face. But until then, I'll continue venting and updating about my boring life, for no one to read but me.