Here is a chat I had with my brother today.
me: i am supposed to write a blog post but i got nothin
bro: i never understood blogging
me: you’d have to be like me to understand it
bro: people writing about things that piss them off, or things they find entertaining rather than actually doing things
online viewable diaries
me: someone who likes blogging and someone who doesn’t like blogging won’t be able to communicate effectively about blogging
sometimes, though, one blogs about her fun life and her goals
and the fun stuff after it has happened
bro: I guess I just don’t see the allure of sharing that with people across the world, I would much prefer to tell my close friends in person that I went bungee jumping or beat up a clan of ninjas
me: some of us don’t have any close friends that we see in person
most of my close friends are only available online. they live far away.
bro: road trip!
me: and i will blog about it
me: well, let’s just say
i am a pretty good writer
i am not able to write a book at this time
bro: or that you write well
bro: haha its fun to be me
so you write short stories?
me: no, i write blog posts
short, true stories. about my life.
bro: well carry on
whatever makes you happy
me: it sounds kind of pathetic when i describe it.
bro: i’m not judging you out loud
me: i know, but i am very perceptive to your silent judgment.
bro: well then consider yourself judged, and then you can kindly tell me to stick it
I think the entire internet can hear me sighing, deeply.