Do you care how many people read your blog?
At one point I cared a lot. I poured countless hours creating highways back to my little space so that my space was known.
I contemplated numbers, strategized more than I did that time I thought I’d figured out the formula to the lottery. I was really ready to make it big… like Huffington post big (inside joke).
Now a days about ten people probably read this blog and that’s a small cry from the numbers it brought in the first few years. Some might find that depressing, a real fall from Olympus type of feeling. For me it’s more of a mini vacation from what I knew and used to thrive on.
Why do you write? Is it the number of likes, the number of views, the comments that come to egg you on?
Or do you feel the urge to move your fingers as your thoughts form. Do you find your phone is like a gun ready to fire off the shots blasting from your mind? If you do, you’re like me. We need an outlet or the words just ping pong inside our head till we go crazy. Till we explode and go insane.
Why do we write?
It’s a question I ask myself daily and it’s a question I answer with each post.