Alive

Here are my blogging thoughts:

I haven't updated in a while. I should update. But even if I do, I am so tired from living life that the last thing I feel like doing is writing about it.
And if I do write, I feel pressured to be as fabulous as Sharon. Let's be honest, there is only one Sharon. And so I don't write. I put it off, accepting my halfway posts as a mediocre way to keep contact with the outside world. When in truth, I am discouraged by my lack of genius to the degree that I assume my blog is entirely unseen. Which brings me to the back to the blogging issue entirely. Do I blog for me, or for those that read. And if for me, why should it matter what I write. And if for others, then why bother blogging because the very essence it to journal in such a way that is true to your inner self which by definition does not care about others. BLAGHHH!

Am I done yet?