Um exemplo

Desperate, crazy people -- and their blogs
This much I am pretty sure. I've been browing Blogger for a couple days now, just getting to know the community and such. The best I can gather is that this is some kind of insane asylum that nobody visits. People from all ages and locales posting to and meticulously organizing their little corner. Vocally skeptical as to whether or not anyone is actually paying attention to their little piece of madness. It really is quite curious, the way this seems to work. The slightest dignity afforded lays firmly upon the acceptance that this is but a place to spout off -- not a place to garner interest from strangers. Since our lives really are quite boring, hardly noteworthy of anything more than a quick glance.

Blogging. Easy to ridicule, even easier to get sucked up inside the mindless pursuits. The world really doesn't need to know who we are, what we're about -- the world does quite alright for itself without that little insightful tidbit. Not that this is any sort of vehicle in which to communicate with the world, it is not. For that to be true, someone would actually have to come along and visit -- instead it is like a remote island off the coast of Greenland. Unreachable by boat, requiring an icebreaker of sorts to beat a path that only it can utilize. Who will beat a path to my door if it isn't by pure chance?

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