I suppose I should start out by attempting to explain my decision to create a blog. I say "attempt" because I am, in fact, not at all sure why this seemed like such a good idea at 6am when I unable to fall back to sleep due to the all-too-familiar experience of having my brain bombarded with racing thoughts. Nonetheless, I will do my best to explain my sleep-deprived logic. It went something like this:
I have a lot of ideas. I do not believe I am wrong to assume that many others have this problem—problem in the sense that while I would like to have a creative outlet with which to organize and express these ideas, I am far too apathetic to motivate myself to do so. And is that not why many others choose to blog? (Admittedly, however, I am completely clueless when it comes to blogging etiquette. As in, I am not even sure what exactly a blog is. I have come to terms with the fact that I don’t get technology, especially as it relates to mass communication. So, my decision to blog may very well be based on a big, fat misconception.) With this reasoning, I have reached the conclusion that my decision to create a blog is merely based on the desire to provide for myself a harmless outlet for self-expression.
I have also, however, decided to strive for honesty in everything I write, simply because I have a gut feeling that doing so will be good for me. Which leads me to question whether I am being honest with myself when I claim that is all there is to it. Why not, for example, just start journaling? Well, this is something I have told myself I was going to do time and time again, but for some reason I just couldn’t bring myself to begin recording my ideas in a journal format. I have now come to the uncomfortable realization that the reason for this is my overwhelming desire for validation from others. Don’t get me wrong—I don’t expect anyone but my parents to read what I have to say. It’s just a matter of needing to know that I’m putting my ideas out there for everyone to see and judge in order for my self-expression to seem worthwhile. In other words, it is the public aspect of blogging that appeals to me. So, I suppose there is an element of ego at play.
Is every blog supposed to have a theme? I suppose my theme, if any, will be one of randomness and free association on whatever idea is first and foremost in my mind at a given point in time. The majority of these ideas, I should add, will be inspired by other, probably better ideas I have been exposed to while reading, traveling, studying, watching films, silently observing, chatting with family and friends, interacting with complete strangers, watching trash TV, etc. Because after all, what are human beings but self-conscious sponges that absorb all kinds of information and regurgitate it in new and sometimes interesting patterns? I do, however, like to consider myself a relatively eccentric, dreamy sort of sponge with an overly-active imagination, and if some of my ideas come off as pure whimsy, that’s probably because they are.
I am not sure how frequently I will blog. I may even decide that this was no more than a silly exercise in self-indulgence and stop blogging altogether. But for now, welcome to “I Take My Coffee with a Grain of Salt.” If you are reading this, I at least hope that you will be amused by my flights of fancy…
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