I wrote a story the other day that has to be among the rawest and most authentic I have ever written but I didn’t post it.
I was going to, I was going to publish it but something about it was too real and I nuked it.
Kind of silly to say too real, but the intensity in it just sort of tore me up and I deleted it because I just couldn’t bring myself to share it.
That doesn’t happen often, there aren’t many moments where I feel that naked, but this time there was and now the story is gone.
I guess it is tied into the craziness that is accompanying life right now. Speaking of things that accompany others, try reading one ore more of the posts below:
- Will Blogging Help You Game The System?
- Enter The New Normal
- Secrets You Might Only Share With Dad Bloggers
- Dumb Dad Bloggers & Silly Storytellers
- 69 Rules of Blogging Bloggers Break