So this is what I’m calling a soft launch. So soft that there’s no one here. It’s just me.
If you count all the hours I’ve spent thinking about this blog (literally years), all the care that went into designing this site and then redesigning it – you think I’d want to jump up and down and share it with the world. But instead, I’ve kept mum about it, like a secretive squirrel, hiding all my acorns in a spot no one can find.
This evening I was chatting on the phone with my friend Asha kvetching about this very blog and how unsure I felt after hitting publish. As a former blogger, I should know to have an endgame in mind. Or a purpose. Or a social media strategy. Or understand my ROI. But this time it’s different, I don’t really care. I have no end game. There is no clear ROI. And I can’t even think about social right now.
But I’m doing it anyway – because I feel like I need to. Because if I spend one more minute thinking about writing instead of actually writing, I might repeatedly slap myself in the face WHILE LOOKING IN THE MIRROR SPEWING CURSE WORDS AT MYSELF. IN ALL CAPS.
But tonight is not that night. Tonight I blog. I mean, isn’t this what blogging is about anyway? Putting your thoughts and ideas into actual words and sharing them with the world? Just so that you can get a good night’s sleep? Lord knows I need a good night’s sleep.
So tonight I’m showing up for the possibility of something.
And to quiet all the thoughts that tell me that I have nothing to say.
And because I’m committed to this.
And just for me.