I had a dream last night, and while I cannot for the life of me remember the general gist of it, I have one important detail stuck in my brain: I was on the internet, and I had six new comments on a recent blog post. SIX. That's right. I dream about virtual validation.
I have been writing in this little corner of the internet for almost a year and a half now, and I still haven't quite come to terms with the fact that I am, in fact, a blogger. When I announce this fact, it is not without some degree of shame--a shame similar, perhaps, to the shame one might feel when confessing one religiously watched Battlestar Galactica, or Buffy the Vampire Slayer (guilty and guilty).
While discussing my blog with a friend recently, she mentioned that she would be far too stressed out to write something that so many people read. I had a brief moment of panic, as I had been unaware that gauchedroitegauche is read by anyone other than Chelsea and the entire staff of VGP. And then I calmed. I breathed. And I remembered why I started my blog in the first place. That quip about virtual validation was not far off the mark. I blog because I want people to read my thoughts, I want people to think about what I am thinking about, and I want to know their reactions. I am putting the meanderings of my mind out on the internet for any and all to see, and I like it.
So read. React. That is what this is here for.