I got my first reader comment. So aside from friends and other persons known, this is my first confirmed stranger-reader (thanks Raya). Ooooh, wow...
I have terminal shyness. It's a real affliction, that I invented. Why terminal? Well, everyone has to die of something, I thought I might as well die of something I'm good at; and that other people can laugh at.
You're asking how and why, then, I'm writing a personal blog on the internet? Well, it's kinda like walking naked through the Amazon jungle. What are the odds? I was talked into this by a friend (who has long since abandoned his own blog, and left me with the obsession of writing things down).
Honestly, I took courage from the thought that no one will read this.
So now, it's real. Before there was only a potential, but now, it's right here.
Not sure how I feel about it. I guess the risk of embarrassing my self (fear of embarrassment is the outright definition of shyness) in front people that can't see me is not too bad.
I might unleash more of my nonsense. I mean there are stories I right... Little doodles I make...
Ummm, but not right now.
Mmmmaybe later.
Like, when I'm forty.
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