a personal space

Similar to my altaholism in online games, I tend to make multiple blogs and then spend a little time on each of them. I have one for my webcomic and one for my writing exercises and development. I had played around with posting about personal items on my writing blog, but it really isn’t the purpose of the blog. I don’t want it to take over. I considered resurrecting an old blog, my first long term one, which was related to health and everyday ups and downs and which I put a lot of effort into… but that also didn’t feel right. Maybe the name was just so long that I don’t want to be burdened with it anymore.

I’m starting fresh for my personal journal on the art of living. Then again, my life is to the art of living as accidentally knocking over a can of paint onto a worn canvas is to the art of painting. Essentially, we can call it art, but is it really if I didn’t plan it that way all along? Feel free to debate.

My life is to the art of living as accidentally knocking over a can of paint onto a worn canvas is to the art of painting.

To continue the metaphor of being an altaholic and a blogger, much like I will get burned out with a game and have to take a break, I will occasionally leave my blogs to return later with renewed passion. If I were writing these for any kind of financial gain or out of obligation, I suppose that would be a problem. Since they’re actually a way of letting my thoughts out of my head so they can bounce around before returning with a new point of view (or just relief at getting to escape for a while), then I suppose there’s no guilt to feel.

And that is something I’m working on. Not imposing extra feelings of guilt upon myself. Don’t seek guilt or regret, particularly when the event causing guilt hasn’t actually happened. The cynical side of me says not to seek it because I have enough legitimate sources of guilt through my own poor decisions. I’m looking at you, shopping addiction.

If you do read this personal journal, then I would love to hear from you in a comment. It’s always nice to know we’re not alone in whatever we’re experiencing. One of my motivations in resuming blogging about my health experiences is the comfort I found when reading the sincerely funny and painful blogs of others with the same or similar conditions. I wanted to share as I saw them sharing. I knew it would help me. I will be doubly rewarded if it helps someone else, too.

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