My coffee is cold. Its been sitting next to me for two hours. That's ok, I've learned to drink coffee cold. I only started drinking coffee four years ago, and I absolutely love it now. I'm not a coffeeholic, I only drink one occasionally. But like a good friend, its always close by, and there when I need it. If you're wondering, Green Mountain's Nantucket flavor is my favorite.
But this isn't about coffee. Its about what I've been doing for the past two hours. So I'm new to the blogosphere, and decided to do a little checking around. There's a funny little link up on top, called "Next Blog". My, oh my, what a world that opens up. If you haven't tried it yet, clear your calendar for the next two hours.
I hear we're gonna hit seven billion people on earth soon. I can believe it, because most of them blog! The artists and illustrators really caught my eye. Amazing stuff. Its a world that bears no familiarity with me, so most of what was displayed seemed amazing. Next Blog. Photos and stories of grandkids, well, that's somebody's life, and it is the world to them. Great for them. Next Blog. Skateboarders. Filmmakers. Next Blog. Next Blog. On and on. How did I end up in the Greek universe? Back up. Next Blog.
I never read a blog before, yet here I am blogging. Seems arrogant. Maybe a little. But one word keeps going through my head: anonymous. I'm not unknown to those close to me. Truly. If you know me, you know me! But the world in a larger sense? Do I want to remain anonymous? Maybe, at forty-six years old, I believe I have something to say. To contribute. To help.
Did I find any interesting blogs during my time? Sure. I may follow one or two. If someone is next-blogging, and they find mine, what will they think? I guess my hope is they can find something to make them feel, or make them think. The point of all this, and I always have a point, is that I don't have to remain anonymous. Its a big world. There's a lot of people. And I matter, but only if I want to.
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