Each year, I write myself out of MY BLOG.  Blogging for me started out as an outlet and now it’s about everything and nothing in particular – all at once.

I am not my job.  (If you notice, I don’t write much about my livelihood.)  I am not my reviews.  I am not about the events I get to go to, the interesting people that I meet, or the things that I eventually end up doing.

I am how I act like at my job.  I am how I feel about reviews.  I am how I approach events, the first impression I leave on people (for worse or for absolute better, there’s only one me) and how I do the things I end up doing.

That realization makes me think — am I a character I write about, or am I the digitized memories of the person writing this?  (at.this.exact.moment?)

Sometimes, I even wonder — do I write for you, or do I write for me?

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