Who cares?

So after the initial enthusiasm of me writing my first 2 blog entries and a week of walking through life thinking, “Hey that is so cool, I should write about it in my blog!” it suddenly hit home. Why would anyone care to read my blog? What is going to set mine apart from the millions of others floating around…. What is so special about my I-woke-up-and-brushed-my-teeth routine that its going to convince all those highly discerning readers (with the attention spans of a goldfish, if I might add*) to spend an extra 3 minutes logging in to read what I did over the week. Or, do I really have something special to say?

And suddenly it all seemed so pointless, like one of those moments when you question the value of your existence…. All those ideas that seemed so brilliant initially just seemed bleached now. I’ve never been strong in the face of opposition. This time it was so convincing that I instantly decided that I didn’t want to blog anymore. So I let it lie, which was quite convenient since it meant that I could stick to my routine of doing nothing.

Now here’s the part where I insert an incident/anecdote that caused a change of heart and mind, leading me back to the blogosphere. But truthfully (no one uses truthfully anymore), nothing happened. I’m here because I like to write, it makes me happy. Besides, I can always pretend not to care that no one reads my blog.

I still don’t see how my insignificant words are going to make a difference anyway. The same doubts seep in every time I sit down to write. Because lets be honest, who cares? And the answer is (my favorite): I don’t know.

* A goldfish is said to have an attention span of 6 seconds. Strangely (or maybe not so) a recent survey conducted said that 6 seconds was also the attention span of the average American while skimming through channels. You do the math.