Blogging was a new toy, a new medium, a new way to journal, a new way to find an audience, and a new way to write each and every day. It filled up a lot of time every day, posting thoughts, poems, lyrics, articles, and much to other bloggers chagrin, much advice from a career/life coach. Oops! Visiting other blogs shows a variety of ideas, insight, drivel, stupidity, brilliance, despair, compassion, loneliness, love, and so much more. Receiving replies to posted blogs became a moment of excitement in the day, a moment of gratitude for recognition received. But one day, all that slowly changed.

Insipid creatures, blog trolls, exist out in blog world as well. They troll through blogs looking for useless things to say. They dump a load of crap in the inbox, possibly waiting to see what they'll catch with their planted bait. Others visit, read and become inspired to repost similarity on their blog. Do you wonder who has original ideas? Who has original thoughts? There must be uniqueness, mustn't there?

Now, with less inspiration to post more, I struggle to find my way  across the keyboard. I struggle to think clearly about something interesting or wonderful to share. It's not the lack of ideas, it's the lack of desire. Instead, I want Real People, in Real Conversation, having an exchange, a proper exchange, of ideas and thoughts that will evolve into a natural mindblog for the day. Where I get something in return from the exchange. A sense of satisfaction. A sense of connection. A sense of acknowledgement that I AM real.