A recent Twitter friend insinuated that I might be a spammer since I don’t post my actual name. While I can understand the sentiment, I also know how obviously outdated it is. The age of full disclosure is over. Those with any real degree of discernment will begin to compartmentalize their lives online in order to prevent storehouses of data such as Google, Yahoo, MySpace, Facebook, and others from having too much information.
It’s after 11pm. My wife and I just finished talking. An argument began at 5pm this afternoon. Seriously.
I’m wiped. I have nothing left to say. We have agreed that we need to practice a better method of argument. She and her mom are able to talk through things much more effectively than she and I do. Before you go thinking that it’s because I’m a man, just stop. That’s not it. It’s because we haven’t established the same level of trust.
An old journal entry I wanted to share from 2008.
I just got home from my weekly men’s group. I feel so peaceful. Tonight was my night to share and I unpacked some of my emotional and spiritual junk. The response I received was unparalleled by any other experience in my life. I am encouraged! They identified with my pain and my struggles and they spoke life to me in a way no one has in the past 12 years.
Without a real defined sense of direction, it’s easy to feel spread thin. Take me, for example. I own 30 or so domains. Nine or ten of them are active blogs. There is no way on God’s green earth that I can write daily to each blog while I spend 11 hrs away from home each day.
According to Google, there were only 152 million blogs as of 2013, so let’s just call this one number one hundred seventy one million three hundred forty eight thousand six hundred and ninety three. Feels good to be amongst such rarified air.
Blogging Therapy is exactly what it sounds like. I’m using this blog as a therapeutic tool for personal use. Perhaps you’ll join me and do the same.
To your health! 🍷