why i blog or if a tree falls in the woods it still gets to make a noise

I think I write this blog for a reason which is much different than others who write a blog. I write for me and only for me. I am happy when I see someone comment or mention that they read the blog but I have no real interest in trying to get others to read my blog or follow it.

One of my socially unacceptable habits is my joy and acceptance in being alone. A shrink would probably have a professional diagnosis and try to change me. An outsider would probably call me strange. I don't doubt that this is true. But in spite of this fact being alone contents me. I love my friends but most of them do not live very close to me. Furthermore, I wish I had those strong family connections that I hear about but I don't.

So I meet my need for acceptance by accepting my self. I like writing my thoughts, not because I think others will read them, but because I like writing them. I am selfish and this writing is a selfish thing.