I have no specific topic for this post is more than even I thought it would possibility of a new post in this blog before this blog remember that was my life, my life was also the readers, the writers of other blogs and the blogosphere found great friends and found it to places where they asked me to write, then little little I find less time and less willing to enter into the vicious circle, if you read other blogs then comment, comment on them in return reward you and make you feel important or maybe talented, grateful you get back to their blogs and though they have nothing to do with you or lack of talent or even comets are pretty colors, of course repeats the vicious circle and suddenly you find yourself reading 35 blogs.
do not know if the experience is equal to others but for me it was so frankly I'm tired and bored me, I am sincere with myself and realized I had nothing to do with most people who read, then I also realized that friends nothing, was simply an illusion created by the familiarity of the issues raised in the blogs everyday. The intimacy that is created confusion and there is a rete honored to be accepted by the blogstars, men and women, great bloggers who have chorromil comments and views, but it is not real, you have to be constantly giving and never get, that in the long tired and tiring.
After being separated from this world so long I feel a little more relaxed, I feel more free to read blogs and I am committed not to comment or to become a fan of anyone.
understand that this whole experience is only mine and that is likely to be a real exaggeration and real bullshit. Mm
because I feel ready to return to writing, I had taken a long time to set some ideas in my head, I think are now in place, now I need to find a way to express them, bit by bit I feel ready to write elsewhere.
Well that, I'm back.
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