I have just been viewing my reader count. I am amazed. If all the people who come to this page actually read the story they find in front of them, I am humbled. I do wonder if people who click on something linking to my blog, do they read it? Speaking to you now, yes you, looking at the screen and reading these words that I typed down, could you please tell me what you think of my blogs? Would you tell me, what makes you find it in the first place, and what makes you read on?
I love writing blogs, I love writing in general. Although, that might not be true. I hate writing by hand, I get cramped up easily. I have always hated my own handwriting, but nowadays, when I put some effort into it, it looks alright to me! Which is quite the achievement, when you consider, I needed special lessons to learn how to write.
Writing is a way to ponder my feelings. About pretty much everything. So if indeed, there are people out there who enjoy my ramblings, share your thoughts and feelings!
So I kinda forgot why I decided to blog in the first place. Probably has to do with people. That seems to be my main cause to write. People who make me happy, people who make me sad. People that make me angry. And so forth.
You know, I started writing as Cinderella a few years ago, when anything I would write caused a fight with my ex. I never stopped writing, I hid it away where he couldn't find it. So Cinderella became my new identity on Blogger. But I rather like the reference. I can still feel like Cinderella, I know how sad and hurt I was back then. I did not have trouble with an evil stepmother but an evil mother-in-law. Hah. Glad to be rid of that! When I look at my life now, I can still be Cinderella, but completed with a prince and my own little castle. It is only a 4 room flat for now, but the dream is ever-growing. That feeling makes the dream true.
