I love reading your blog. I learn such rich information about you when I read it. Usually you've already told me a little about the subject, but when I read your blog, you give me more. You tell more details; you tell more about your experience. I feel like I'm hearing what you would tell your best friend or your husband. I feel like I'm reading your diary! I'd like to hear all those thoughts and feelings directly from you when we're together, but then I wouldn't get the guiltless thrill of reading your diary.
I find myself wondering many things when I read your blog. I wonder if our conversations might be more like your blog. Maybe they could be if I wouldn't interrupt you so much. I wonder what motivates you to express diary-worthy thoughts in a public forum. I love reading them but don't imagine that people would find my thoughts as interesting. Apparently there is something internally different in you. I find it very intriguing that there is that noteworthy difference between us -- you think people want to hear what you have to say about a moment in your life. And we do want to hear it. But I feel like that does not apply to me. Certainly I have small moments, and I mull them over at length in my head, but I don't imagine that others will want to hear them unless I spice it up with humor or strong emotion.
Dear Friend-of-Foreman:
ReplyDeleteI love reading your blog. I learn such rich information about you when I read it. Usually you've already told me a little about the subject, but when I read your blog, you give me more. You tell more details; you tell more about your experience. I feel like I'm hearing what you would tell your best friend or your husband. I feel like I'm reading your diary! I'd like to hear all those thoughts and feelings directly from you when we're together, but then I wouldn't get the guiltless thrill of reading your diary.
I find myself wondering many things when I read your blog. I wonder if our conversations might be more like your blog. Maybe they could be if I wouldn't interrupt you so much. I wonder what motivates you to express diary-worthy thoughts in a public forum. I love reading them but don't imagine that people would find my thoughts as interesting. Apparently there is something internally different in you. I find it very intriguing that there is that noteworthy difference between us -- you think people want to hear what you have to say about a moment in your life. And we do want to hear it. But I feel like that does not apply to me. Certainly I have small moments, and I mull them over at length in my head, but I don't imagine that others will want to hear them unless I spice it up with humor or strong emotion.
I look forward to your next diary entry!
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