It was my idea to blog every single day. No one made me do it. No one took me aside and said the earth would stop revolving if I skipped a day. So why do I feel so completely compelled to blog even when my head wants to explode from the pressure?
Because I made a promise to myself, and if I break a promise to me, I will just keep breaking promises all over the place.
So I blog when I’d rather sleep.
And I think…if I recycle something really old, will they even notice? Will they?
Right now I’m busy trying to come up with something new and fresh for tonight’s post. I admit that I feel some degree of pressure after the great response I got from everyone on the last one. Pressure to entertain my growing fan base (how exciting it is for me to call you that!) Pressure to be witty…original…relevant…
I feel sort of like a kid in a school talent show—standing up on a stage under a bright spotlight—trying to come up with a spectacular act on a moment’s notice.
You know kids, we never plan ahead. We just jump in with both feet and hope things work out for the best. So I do my little tap dance…hum a few bars of my favorite song (the one I actually know most of the words to)…blow a familiar tune on a plastic horn and…wait for it…the grand flourish…the big finish…
And what do I hear after my big finale?
The sound of crickets chirping in the audience. It’s like a bad nightmare! Then I remember that I can actually sing. I’m even pretty good at it. I could definitely hold my own on a stage! I do it frequently, in fact. But the stage I’m on now is not a karaoke stage. No, it’s the stage of public opinion. So here I am…the dancing bear…performing solely for your entertainment. I hope you are having as much fun as I am!
Until the next time…I’ll be dancing!!