I fully admit that Musings is the worst kind of narcissistic catharsis. I mean, really, who in the world cares that I have cute kids or rode a camel or love to learn? On the other hand, now I have an easy place to dump a ton of cute photos or an interesting thought or a snippet of, well, anything.
Like I said when I launched the thing. Read it or don’t read it. I’m cool either way.
Musings is definitely 100% for my own personal enjoyment and brain dumping. If someone else finds it interesting or helpful or cool, well, that’s fine I suppose. It’s not my intention to pander to anyone but myself in this particular case.
So. Now we get to the heart of the matter.
Does my blog make me self-centered? Well, certainly, the time I spend writing in my “online journal” is time that I’m not spending with family or friends. And since I’m not necessarily posting anything that I care if anyone else reads, it doesn’t help anyone that I’ve written it.
Except for this.
Suppose that I had something that was rattling around in my head. Some interesting puzzle or random idea or funny quote or whatever, and it was just sitting in there, taking up the “brain time” that I should otherwise be spending on family, friends, work, etc. If I can push it outside of my head somehow, maybe I can free up my attention to spend really having quality experiences where it counts.
“Pen and paper wicks ideas” (I didn’t make that one up). And if I can put it somewhere that is at the same time permanent, easily accessible, and editable, then I can get it “offline” (outside of my head, that is), but retrieve it for more processing whenever I want it.
That’s not a bad trade. A little of my time now, I get to really pay attention when it counts, and I can always go back and edit the thoughts later if I want.