There was something I wanted out of blogging. A friend of mine said something the other day that made me think. No one puts things on the internet just for themselves. They do it for the attention that comes along with it, the comments, the rating, the views, whatever. This came up when we were talking about my old blog from high school, or the fact that my live journal is still out there. I think there is something to that. Maybe that is what made me want to blog back in the day, someone would read it. They'd understand, maybe even just a little bit, what was going on in my head. And you know what? Re-reading them has been fairly enlightening.
Before you ask, I wont be posting my old blogs. I wont link you to them or anything like that. If you find them, send it to me, I'll tell you if you found the right one.
On to the future, or the present. I decided to return to writing for one thing only, I need to practice getting thoughts out of my head. I have things I want to write, but just can't get them out right. Nothing ever comes out the way that it's intended. There is definitely a lack of words, some vocabulary that feel out of my head along the way.
One of these days I'll write some of those ideas down here. Lets work up to that part shall we? There isn't much there but an outline, not even an ending, just ideas floating around in my brain. The idea here is to just let things comes out of my head however they want to.
The TV has been on, playing a documentary. It's been rather inspiring and really interesting learning things about him that I'd never known. You can always learn something new about a person, famous or not. Listening is such an important thing and I've gotten rather good at it. It's the talking part, the expression part, that's the part that I just can't seem to get working again.And on the off chance that happens, it comes out wrong. Things get said that aren't meant.
Not only writing, I also want to get into streaming again. There is a desire to do something like that in me that I don't understand. I've never understood it. Maybe it's the same thing that makes me want to write, to blog, to tweet. There is no interest in instagram or facebook or anything stupid like that. And yes I do feel like those are rather stupid. There have been attempts at those things, they didn't last long. Maybe streaming wont either. Previously i quit because of the way my setup was situated. My computer and desk (including of course my camera and microphone) was in the living room. How my personal computer ended up being located there may or may not come up and be explained, but the point was there was no way to stream normally with everything going on int he background. It was never about people not watching, it was about finding a good time to be uninterrupted.
I know that this is mostly insane sounding and may not have made much sense to anyone, but thats not the point. The point here is that I just need to write something. I do feel that urge, the need to make something, to tell a story, no matter how dumb or inane.
We'll work on this together right? Maybe screaming into the void is my way of not feeling alone in this attempt at creation.