The world of blogging is such a fun, weird, crazy community isn't it? As 'bloggers' (yup still odd to me) we feel the need to share
with other bloggers which in most cases are people we've never met and probably chances are we most likely wont. We pore our hearts out on our blogs and update them before we even get the chance to fill in our best real life friend on the dramatic happenings of our daily lives.
But yet none of you know me for real real. Its so weird what I write on here vs. what real life friends know about me. I mean... I'm the same, I act the same?
If you knew me for real you would know that I talk to much and my speed doubles when I'm nervous or uncomfortable and that I share way to much. You would know that I have a little 'finger dance' that my niece caught up on by the age of two as "aunt ash's" dance. Its something I do when I get excited, and lets face it-that's a lot.
With that being said, I still feel like this blog 'knows' me better then my best friend even if she's known of my 'finger dance' for years. Of course I send a text like "oh my gosh Remy just went bat shit crazy for ballet pictures" to my said bestie because obviously who wouldn't want to know about a two year old screaming her brains out over an outfit that she didn't like for photos. But they don't know what I did for my entire weekend, or what my brain thinks about.
When I first started blogging I struggled with being "me" and being personable, well I've grown with this blog quite a bit and I feel like its totally mine. My space. Its a completely different world and people that are not into blogging think its totally weird, and I mean it is right? Why do people even care what I write about or what I did this week? Its odd, but yet I totally do care about other blogs out there and I think about my 'online friends' randomly throughout the day. I look forward to posts and seeing pictures of their kids birthday parties.
Its weird. The whole thing is quite weird, but I do love it.