I'm really proud of myself. For the past week I've managed to post at least once a day. That's huge considering the months of gaps on my old blog. Maybe paying $10 a month for web hosting was all the motivation I need.
I still find it difficult, however, because I don't know how to write on this thing. Similar to Facebook, blogs expose all sides of you--At least if you do it from the heart. For a while I had this bitter feeling toward Facebook until I realized the reason for my disdain. We, human beings, are different things to different people. At work we carry one persona while we're completely different at home. It doesn't mean that we're fake, we just adapt to the requirements of different situations.
When I was a manager, I had a somewhat unpleasant conversation with my boss who stumbled across my very old Myspace page where I'd listed my occupation as phone slave. Anyone who knew me personally--or had an ounce of common sense and/or humor--knew that I was joking. Still, I was admonished for putting up something so unprofessional. Well John, it is my personal page.
Facebook, like this blog, is open to everyone. Sure, you can set privacy restrictions but the fact remains that I'm friends with church-folk, former teachers, my mother's friends, my white as snow pure friends and my ignorant-heathen-drunkard friends. I associate with them because they each appeal to a different part of my persona. The conflict arises when those worlds collide.
To date there are only a handful of people who frequent this site. That's pretty much by design. I haven't figured out how to balance the different personas on paper as well as I do in person. It's a work in progress.
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