It Can all get a bit weird
Am I an Alien?
I can be doing anything, cooking, eating, sleeping in the middle of a conversation and I have a random thought. I look at other people, do they do the same, are they having weird images, the first verse, I can not tell, their eyes do not flicker. Sometimes I ignore it, sometimes I explore it, sometimes I wonder if it is mine and throw it away. But it always returns and sits cold, unformed.
Reading back over my pages it is apparent that I have always carried these shapes. I am not always sure that I fit here on this planet, I look like the others, what if I am not normal, do not belong; me and my lumpy thoughts, It can all get a bit weird.
I have found a planet called Blogland, I have discovered that it’s inhabitants write because that’s who they are, it’s in their blood. It has been a great relief to find that I share my DNA with this community, here I am not an alien, I am a blogger an honest citizen. Writing is the fuel that drives my little spaceship whenever I want to visit. I have found another home. I come in peace.
Those cold hard lumps of mine, are often thrown out onto the wheel. Sometimes what I think they will be they are, sometimes my cup becomes a saucer.
I keep these ones and glaze them and bring them with me in my ship. Sometimes I can not even make out the shape or find a use, these lumps are too hard to work, I throw back down into the earth to soften.
Day Five: Make the Most of Your Archives
I have wasted hours going deep into my pages and found some that still made me laugh, and one that made me cry. I have added buttons so that I can find them again. Thank you, great advice.
Day Six: Dig Deep Into a Social Network
I have found my community, a concept I had not thought of before. Day six has been, for me, the realisation that this is not a digital diary, it is a conversation. Not much work as I have all the links, today has been about enlightenment. I do not know, how I did not know that. Perhaps I was a baby blogger and now I am a toddler.