It is back!!! Thanks Netflix! I guess social media does work.
I’ll be back in 45.
I see and read the struggle everyday. Our struggles, through the posts, they become a canopy. A hanging remembrance of sadness felt. Overwhelming because it overshadows us, we cannot turn about.
Our path, a shared path, with memory stones. A stone for each soul that thought they were alone. We walk, a shared path, never knowing that we share the way. One way, one path, yet no one else feels this way we say.
I read about a fallen star today. Another star, someone else’s fall, but it feels the same. A stinging pain that stays like a stain. Look down, not up, we’ll be ok.
I enjoy watching blogs grow up. That includes in their content and in their numbers.
It also includes the new and different ways they choose to blog each day. I’ve always admired people that can start a challenge or prompt that keeps going forever, so long in fact that thousands of bloggers now claim they did the first one!
Those are the blog farts worth mentioning and innovation is so rare in social media even though the possibilities are endless. That’s a bit depressing if you think about it.
If you want to catch a reader’s eye… blog from the hip. Show us something new. Show us you.