Why Write?

Indulge me a moment.....that is, if you are even out there.   Are you?  Do you read what I am writing?  Why am I writing?  For me?  for you?


Originally I wrote for my own amusement.  Then I started writing to connect.  And I changed my writing style to be more readable.  Fewer words, more pictures.   It may be working, but how would I know?  It's all sent out into the blogosphere, with nary a trace of impact.


The other day I used all of my past blogs for a journal update for the year 2011.  That was useful.  But I can journal somewhere else, and say all that needs, or may want censoring.  For me journaling is not blogging.  Journaling is therapeutic.  Blogging is something else.  I am not sure what.


I am disheartened.  Is anybody out there listening?