I’ve been pondering my existence.
My blog existence, that is.
And you may ask yourself
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself
Where is that large automobile?
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!
I’ve been re-evaluating what a weblog is to me. Chalk it up to a few things: a discussion on this topic at the last blog meetup, this recent entry by Kevin, the pruning of my blogrolls, todd‘s departure and return to blogging, and my on-and-off reading of the book We’ve Got Blog.
Most of us start weblogs for personal reasons. Some of us for professional reasons. Consider me as one of the former… I am a personal blogger (hear me roar. meow.). I started to blog for myself… to chronicle everyday happenings, thoughts, and of course, the sharing of links. Yeah, sure, I’ve had my occassional sammich post, but who hasn’t? 
Not to sound like a blogging snob, but I’ve been tiring of seeing the same links, the same stories, the same blogs over and over. Like most, I love a well-written, thoughtful weblog. When I come upon such a blog, I tell myself that this is what it really should be like. I prefer the community that forms with like-minded people that make pensive comments, and to steer away from the link-hungry, stat-boosting crowd.
To each their own, but this is how *I* feel about it. Please do not feel like I am talking about anyone in particular, or pointing fingers. This is something I’ve been pondering for a while now.
I know this: I am going to make a bit of an attempt to take my blog back. I am not blogging for an audience. I am not here for your amusement. I need not apologize for not blogging every day. I need not be simply a link filter. We’ve got other sites that do that for us.
Maybe every blogger goes through this identity crisis. Maybe it’s just a phase, heh.
Same as it ever was.
I’ve been doing some pruning lately. I try to keep my roll to only those sites I visit each and every day.
I don’t post for an audience, I post for myself. I’ve never kept a journal or any kind of chronicles of how I feel, what I’m doing, and where I’m going, until now. It really helps me make sense of some of my day to day thoughts and ramblings, and quite frankly I like it.