Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Me and my Monkey

I have to tell you the first time in four years of having an online journal and being separated from and distanced from the online community, I didn't care. I did not sweat trying to get on line with the dial up from the Lake House. I did not even think about it once. Not once.

Maybe I am cured.

Cured of what?

You know. I know you know. So, I guess for me, its four years. Suddenly that crevice is leaped over and life as it should be, maybe once was, resumes.

Blogging, or journaling (as we called it as AOL-J-landers) has been good for me. Actually it goes beyond good, it has made me a better person. Life, my life became an opportunity of circumstances to blog about. And so, I lived my life accordingly. I am, after all, the star of my Blog. I have to look good, be good. I could have been no-good and more than likely, certainly would have had a larger audience...yet, this is me, this is my life, my little piece of the world existence...and I have always been the good girl.

Well, most the time. There was that period from 1969 -1979.

Everybody's got something to hide except for me and my monkey.

Sweet relief.


gigi said...

Brava, Mary! Well done. The blogs can be fun and are certainly addictive, but they are a means of communication, a virtual existence only. Experience life for it's own sake, on your own terms ~ for yourself and those who love you, I say. Be who you are. Live who you are.

A pox on the monkey! Sweet relief indeed. :)

Lisa :-] said...

I am at that point as well... The blog ceased being a monkey on my back when I "got a life." But I have no intention of abandoning it. I still like to write, and I still like to keep up with my little group of blogging friends. So I write with a little less fervor these days. But I still write.