For the rare person who may have stumbled upon this blog and occasionally checks in, it might seem that my only motivations for writing are outrage and critique. Donald Trump and those who support him are favorite targets most days, as are other Republican officials in various states, along with an occasional Democrat, maybe even an Independent or two.
It might appear that I live for the cynical take on things, and I guess I do sometimes. Yet it’s not like I don’t notice other things. I’ll write about places I’ve been, things I’ve seen, and the wonder of it all.
I do occasionally feel like just another commentator taking shots from the sidelines, offering criticism without motivation toward any constructive end. But most days I don’t consider this blog as some sort of advice column. I don’t consider myself to be particularly insightful. I don’t write in hopes of enlightening anybody or starting arguments. I do little research, rarely use multiple sources, though I do check spelling and verify word meanings and other details from time to time.
Basically, I just write how I’m feeling, what I’m seeing, for myself. It’s mostly reactive, an outlet and nothing more, though I must say I enjoy the (very) occasional “like.”
Maybe evolution in thought will eventually bring me to a different place, where I feel more obligated to look beyond my own feelings and opinions to reflect a deeper understanding and shift in perspective. But right now, in this time and space, it’s more about catharsis, and trying to clear my own head.
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