I’ve written many the posts….in my head. By the time I get to a place where I can type them out, the entire post seems irrelevant.
Writing has always been therapeutic to me. It gets these crazy ideas, day-dreams, thoughts out of my head and onto paper. I have thousands of pages of journals – some required, some just for me. I still keep one now. I carry a notebook with me at all times and have two apps on my phone for notes.
In regards to Left Bean, I’m not sure what I want the theme to be. I read so many other blogs. I started reading running/fitness bloggers. I follow a few San Francisco bloggers. I follow a few random blogs that I honestly cannot remember why I followed them. I sometimes feel that I know these individuals. They’ve started a little community. They share break-up, bad days, sickness, babies, marriages – basically all of life’s trials and tribulations. Many have “boundaries”, people or things they won’t talk about in “public”.
I started Left Bean on a whim. And thought it was going to be a healthy, accountability blog. However, I quickly learned if you don’t tell the blog you’re lazy, you don’t have to feel guilty….or accountable. Then I thought it would be a relocation blog. But this relocation has been so much more than I could have ever imagined – both good and bad. I have no idea how to capture that.
There is a part of me that wants this to be more random. Then I fear of “over-sharing”. I fear the post may be completely ridiculous. I fear my typos will be overwhelming as my thoughts come faster than I can type. I fear that I offend someone. But in reality, you, dear reader, can choose to remove me from your feed or inbox.
Maybe it’s time to blog for me….not pigeon hole myself into one genre. Who knows – I could be penning the next great novel. (And yes, I write those in my head too).
I guess, tonight, I just feel like writing.