The Pouring Out

Well blogosphere, it’s just you and me.


I have been so distracted. So distracted. It’s no one’s fault but my own. I love to know, and I love to be in the know. I love to seek and keep seeking until I find what I am looking for. The internet is a black hole for people like me. You can seek and seek and seek and find and find and find all day long. And just like tearing your house apart looking for a lost sock, people like myself will tear apart the internet looking for their lost anything under the sun. There is always something else, always more to find…..

I have known for a while that I needed to withdrawal from the virtual world. My mind is never at ease. It’s always half in and half out. My attention is always half here and half there. I quit smoking cold turkey because I cannot “cut back”. I am either a chain smoker or a non-smoker. I know my weaknesses. Where one can “cut back”, I must cut off!

So why am I still here in this space? It’s different. Writing is my release. The time when my whirling thoughts all come together and finally make sense as they leave my fingertips and become clear and concise in front of me. I am no longer consuming, I am pouring out.  And what is black and white when spoken, is illuminated beautifully in the written word.

What is your release? 


2 thoughts on “The Pouring Out”

  1. Writing is my release, too. I haven’t spent too much time going down the rabbit hole of the internet for exactly that reason: it sucks me in, twists me around and makes me feel lost if I spend too much time there. But like you, when I write I find my bearings too. 🙂

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