my very own blog

I feel like a kid at Christmas. I just started my own blog, my own indication of presence on this world wide web. Anyone can find this thing and read. Chances are no one will, but you never know. I feel funny writing with the knowledge that someone might actually read it. It's different than journaling, because you don't write knowing someone else will read it...but I think sometimes we do. We do write in a journal with the thoughts, or maybe hopes, that someone will read it and discover the things about us that we are to afraid to let out.