They’ll remember me for a word. Followed by another word and one after that. Not by a photo or a painting, I can’t paint. Hopefully not remembered by or for a joke or a daily rant. They’ll remember me for a thought I had that only I have ever had. Or at least I thought that at the time until the blogosphere showed me otherwise. They showed me similar thoughts. They showed me who they were.
They are out there you know. Different minds, similar minds but other minds at least. Waiting, posting, writing and hoping we blog each night for a connection. A connection to a thought or to a heart, what matters is it matters. For that I’ll be remembered as a blogger. I’ll be remembered for a blog.