Opus 2025-278: Still Asking

I’m sure that somewhere in the past 10 years I have asked the question of why am I blogging.  I can’t remember what answer I came up with before but I think it might be something to the effect that I have things to say and no one wants to listen so I’m going to write them out and put them on the Internet.  That still doesn’t mean that anyone is listening or reading but it makes me feel like I’m doing something.  It’s an inner compulsion.

You would think by this time I would understand that I am never going to go viral, as they say these days.  I’m good with that.  But this morning another thought came to me about why it’s important for me to keep doing this.  I noticed that as I was going through my morning that the fog that settles over my mind, sometimes lifted after writing a few items.  It occurred to me that one of the ways in which we can avoid declining mental health is to keep thinking and keep processing life around us.

I’m sure I’ve read stuff like this before.  It’s just interesting to see it taking place right before my eyes, or should I say right behind my eyes.

And of course, that brings up the question of am I really thinking more clearly or am I just thinking more into self delusion?  To me it doesn’t really matter because I’m the one who is inside the box.  I guess as long as I’m happy and I’m not hurting anyone else, all is copacetic.

Now to send this before I forget.

homo unius libri