Once upon a time, when I blogged constantly, I never understood why people were impressed with my doing so. It didn't take a lot of effort to spit out random funny stories or wax philosophical about what I was thinking, feeling, etc.
I stopped, not because I couldn't keep up. But because I suddenly lost the willingness to be misread.
Of course, at the beginning I had no idea that all my ramblings weren't perfectly simple to understand. Now I look back and IIIII don't know what I was referencing or intending.
Anyway. Considering not caring about being misread again.
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