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Thursday, 17 February 2011

I'm not quite sure what it is about blogging, but I find it to be thoroughly therapeutic. It may just be the nature of writing in general - I'm not entirely sure.

There is certainly something about having my thoughts extend beyond my own skin that I find exhilarating. I know very well that most of what I write is seen by nobody, and that's perfectly fine with me. I mean, who is going to be the least bit interested in reading a blog entry about blogging?

I'm quite an ordinary person by most measures, and I've certainly done nothing of note thus far in my life. If I had something interesting to write about, I'm sure I would be doing just that and not rambling on about the joys of thumb-typing pedestrian blog entries.

I've been on a walk for nearly an hour now, and this is the time when I do the most thinking. It's only natural that I should feel it necessary to chronicle my brain's sometimes schizophrenic synapses.

In the early 1980s, Morrissey would walk all over Manchester immersed in thought. When he got home he would write 'furiously', as he put it. Obviously he didn't have the option to write and walk simultaneously, because the notion of scribbling about with a pencil and a pad of paper mid-step is perfectly absurd.

Generally, I've forgotten most of my thoughts by the time I return home - something I've always considered wasteful. I'm not of the opinion that my thoughts carry any import whatever, I simply enjoy being able to see what passed through my brain at any given time.

And with that, I was gone...

11 comments:

  1. I wish I could write furiously. it doesnt seem to come easily.

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  2. Very good write up man. I can relate to a lot of what you're saying. Keep it up.

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  3. yeah, sometimes it feel therapeutic, but sometimes i just dont have much to say.

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  4. The therapy was the reason i started blogging. Being unemployed sucks and is stressful. puts my anxiety through the roof. nice article, really.
    glad to be a new follower!

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  5. Yup, I know exactly what you're talking about. It's like a therapy session, just with more feedback potential, and free lol.

    Have you considered a tape recorder to record your thoughts?

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  6. I agree about therapeutic, I also love that I can help promote my favorite underground bands

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  7. Sweet blog man! :) following and supporting, keep it up!

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  8. I find writing in general to be therapeutic, and blogging in particular has a strange sort of satisfaction that other kinds of writing doesn't hold.

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  9. The more you do it, the better you become! (talking about writing..)

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  10. blogging is just the same as having a diary or your own database of information. that's the appeal for me, at least.

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