Blogging. WTF.

I've always wondered why people blogged. Oftentimes I just assumed that it was some self serving need to be heard. To feel special. Unique. Which, lets be honest, that is way too pathetic to even comment on. Being special is not a god given right. Being special is a choice. Most things in our lives on this blue green planet hurtling through space and time is simply a choice. There is no grand story to tell. Afterall everyone has a story to tell.   having a story to tell makes you simply human.

But after reading a friend's blog I had a different thought. Maybe blogging is the contemporary version of a bus stop, where for some inexplicable reason you tell complete strangers the most intimate details of our lives. Details that you'd never tell family or even friends for fear they may judge us... Or worse they may actually see who we really are.

So here I sit. On the edge of my first blogging experience.
I'll start with a simple statement. life, liberty and all the rest of it...