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I'm more than a creeped out by internet weirdos this morning. I'm wondering if this blogging thing is worth me putting my whole life out there for the world to see. Should I go private? How private? While I'm deciding......

WEIRDOS BEWARE!!!!
I have a gun, it is loaded, I am not afraid to use it!

I have to write.

I can't stop it, I tried. I quit with every intention of never coming back, but this is Eating Crow Pie, right?

Writing is like blood pumping and flowing through your body, my body. Like a cut artery, writing spurts and bleeds until it dies, you die. A tourniquet may slow it down, but it won't stop. For a less gory reference I'll compare it to exercise and the famed "runner's high." It's a release, a way to decompress. Clear out the brain! Tear off the page and start again! I can't not write, I have to.

When confronted with writer's block (I always imagined it was a brick wall) I decided to shrink back and give up writing instead of punching a hole through it like I should have, but writing won't give up on me. Even though I'm not original, I have something to say.

These past five months, I haven't posted a thing, but the writing goes on. I write in my private notebooks, I write to Boots, I write to God. I write things in my head that never make it to paper. I've read hundreds of posts and several books. I've slowed my world down as much as I can. I've crossed a few things off my list, but I continue to add to it daily. Some people said they missed my posts, most didn't notice I was gone and that's ok.

I spent so much time trying to find my niche before, but sometimes I don't like to follow the rules. I don't do twitter like every one says you're supposed to in order to be a popular and successful blogger. (I tried and got hacked!) My excuse of not having a way to post is over since Boots got a new computer and I paid $3 for this awesome (so far) app that lets me use my iPad. I don't care about numbers or comments (anymore). The blog world can (and did) become a huge comparison game, but it's just another thing I have to learn to let go. I'm not trying to make money, although I'm not opposed to it! I'm not a professional photographer showing off my fancy camera (how do I even use mine?) I don't have a graphic designer working on my site. I'm not a food blogger, I'm not a fashion blogger, I'm not a mommy blogger, I'm not a DIY blogger although I do DIY. All I've got are my words and my life.

I want to make you laugh with my funny stories and maybe influence you to care when you read others. I'm not going to force myself to adhere to a post-a-day schedule, I'll only write when I've got something good. I write to remember, I write to share. I won't mind if you decide this blog is not for you, because it's for me.