Center of the Ring

So, I’d like to communicate with you... but I really don't have anything to say. I have no desire to be one of those bloggers who posts JUST because she feels like the world can't live without a few paragraphs of her insight. And believe me, I harbor no misconceptions about you all surviving without my posts. You’ll be fine, I get it. I’m more worried about my own survival during times of writers block.

I want to communicate. I want to open up. I want to draw you in and entertain you. It’s how I’m hardwired. It's like that sage Britney Spears says, "There’s only 2 types of people in this world. The ones that entertain and the ones that observe." What can I say? Britney and I like to put on a show. My need to "put on a show" manifests itself in my tendency to over share. I live to over share. Unfortunately, I have nothing to over share right now. And it's making me feel all disappointed and needy. The self-centered, attention hungry, only child part of my brain is screaming, "Listen to me! Pay attention to me!"

So consider this blog post to be the equivalent of the 6 year old me dancing around the middle of the living room in a hot pink costume during a grown up party. I’m waving my arms and twirling in circles so you'll tell me how cute I am, how talented I am, and how entertaining I am.

Actually now that I think about it that could be what this blog has been about from the very beginning.