California's comments the other day, were oddly timed.
A couple of days ago I got a text from a friend asking if my post was directly related to her - in this case her concerns were unfounded, but I was still perturbed that something I wrote could have potentially upset someone I know personally.
The problem with writing about your life, is that eventually you run the risk of upsetting someone. This blog was initially a way of venting my frustration, keeping in touch with friends, and trying to learn how to write - now I wish I'd never told anyone about it.
Because, my friends, it limits what I write, and perhaps more importantly HOW I write.
There are things that I would love to share in the comfort of not only my anonymity, but the subjects as well. Given the current state of this blog it would be moot, and more than a little crass to do anything else. Simply put: I'm not wired that way.
All this is leading nowhere fast - but I just wanted to say how much I admire those who courageously open themselves to the blogsphere, and share more intimately than I would ever dare.
They are the true pioneers, and history will learn more from their writing (and their lives) than from anything I scribble here.
Yep, you heard it here last, but regardless; Jay simply rocks.