I woke up this morning with a vague memory of having published a post last night, in my sleep.  I remembered trying to focus and finish the last few sentences with open eyes at least four times.  It’s a little scary when you don’t remember what you wrote but you do remember hitting the publish button.  I had to go to the site and read what I wrote.  Blogging is not always easy.  I can’t think of anything that’s always easy.  Tonight I’m even more tired so this is a short one.

I realized yesterday what an eclectic world the internet makes available to me.  In my everyday travels I meet only a few people and mostly ones of my same ethnicity and culture/world view.  When I go to my blog reader I trade ideas and thoughts with such a variety of people that it is mind boggling.  Hardly anyone is like me.  And yet I can always find one or two things that we have in common, which is how we find each other.  It is a marketplace for sure and my goal is to learn to express myself plainly while showing curiosity, compassion and encouragement to those I interact with.  So many people, so many blogs, so many words… just sayin’.