Been a long time since I blogged on a Friday/
I used to have so much to say on this day/
It’s been a long time/
Been a long time/
Been a long lonely, lonely, lonely, lonely…
Almost back to full form and I cannot tell you how happy I am to say I slept last night! My alarm had to wake me up for the first time in three years this morning (thank G-d I am still in the habit of setting it) and I actually feel refreshed. This can only mean one thing- the pain is letting me get some sleep: it is fading.
I am not going to go full force with the blogging just yet however. I am going to give myself the weekend to completely heal up. Even typing this I can feel the joints creaking and chafing in my hand. It is not a pleasant feeling I can assure you, but does feel kind of funky. It is something I am not used to feeling so I must admit I am playing with the popping just a little even though I know I shouldn’t, but it is so fun to gross out my co-workers with.
I am a little surprised at how many of my fellow bloggers keep their blogs hidden from all those they know. I am so proud of my blog that I tend to force my co-workers and friends to read it and even feel a bit offended when they tell me they haven’t in a while. Perhaps it is the solitary nature of my existence that makes me feel the need to share my blog with others. Is it fear of offending someone that makes you all keep the blog private, or is it something more that the blog represents to you? I am curious since I share my blog so openly with everyone and have yet to hold back anything as a result.
I mean if I can write a four part piece about getting busted at a Dead show when my employer reads my blog then I can post anything.