Monday, 27 August 2012

thoughts from the wee hours of Monday


I had a strange thought last night as I lay awake dealing with insomnia.
The thought was - “I’m thinking of stopping this blog.”
I don’t know why, but I’ve been finding it quite hard to enthuse myself enough to keep writing it. My life has changed so much since I started this way back in 2008. I’m much happier, much more mature (I think) and the idea of sharing my life in an open, online way seems to be less appealing each day.
Maybe I’m aware that I have Philippa’s feelings to consider, and that it isn’t right to be baring my soul in a confessional way in a blog when I should be talking to her about these things in private. Maybe there are so many blogs and columns and TV programmes nowadays that show everyday people’s everyday lives that I feel a bit lost in it all and I don’t want to be associated with the likes of ‘Peter Andre’ and the other shit-stains that pollute our viewing hours with their self-importance.
Maybe I’m just lazy, and can’t be bothered anymore.
Anyway, I thought I would share with you how I’m feeling and thinking, even though it’s something I should probably be talking to Philippa about in private….

RC 27-8-12

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