5 Ws & H
N. made me get Twitter and then she stopped using it. Despite the initial confusion Twitter caused me and despite my early protests, I was instantly hooked.
N. started blogging last week…et voila.
That was me dutifully answering the 5 W’s and H. I think.
What happens next? When N. gets bored and moves on to something else I’ll still be here. Like my previous blogs and online journals, I’ll have a love/hate relationship with this one, curse the day I created it but get emotionally and physically attached to it and probably allow it to take up all my time and energy. One of the voices in my head (let’s call it Sensible, or Sen for short) is screaming, “stop! Don’t do this. You know you’ll regret it and I don’t want to deal with your other voices whining about it later!” But I told Sen to shut up because Sen’s getting awfully bold and loud lately. Anyway, I might as well do this. I haven’t been writing in my journal and this blog might inspire me…
Sigh. The woes of technology. I miss the days where I walked around looking for fire wood and sharp stones so I could etch drawings of bulky animals on the walls of my cave (drawings that would later turn into priceless art). O for those days.