I have come to the realization that I am ill. I don't think I am dying, but it is such a new disease, nobody really knows. I mean, I could just pass out and never come back. It is bad. I have elevated blood pressure, my head hurts, I am subject to unexplainable fits of laughter, I sometimes cry for no reason. I really think it may be my time.
You see, I have been diagnosed with Blogitis. It is a nasty disease. It causes your brain to function differently. You start thinking in "Blog Posts"...you know, in short snappy sentences, often deleting what you just thought and rewriting it in your head. You start looking for "cool things" that you can write about..."Ooooo, there is a steaming pile of poo. How can I write about that?" You start wanting to share your personal life with complete strangers. I mean, c'mon, would I walk into a diner and tell everyone about my life? No, but I do it on a blog. Why? I dunno...apparently I am sick.
I was standing in the shower the other morning and started composing a blog post in my head. Nothing great. Nothing that has yet to make it up on this site...and I can promise you never will, but I thought the whole thing through...it had a snappy title, a great intro, a little tears, and a lot of laughs. Then I snapped back to reality and realized that I had fallen into the Bogg'n zone...sorta like the twilight zone, only worse.
And, my illness has moved into stage 2...I am thinking about other people's blogs. Sure, I have read Stacey, Reagan, and Chris's blog regularly for a while, but since I have been stricken with this nasty bug, I am reading about people that I have never met. It is like the disease guides my hand and I find people that I want to be my friends...I wake up in the morning and hope that there is a new post to read and that they have had something cool happen to them. Why? I don't know. It is like the disease is controlling me.
Yes, I am sick. I need a pill or something. It is hard to know that I will carry this disease for many years to come, but I guess that is my burden to bear and I will just have to get used to it.
You might like to know that I am not alone...I know that I find solace in it...I might have been talking with a certain friend in SD this week (You know who you are...I know you are reading this right now) and she has come down with the same disease. She can't wait to get home to write a new chapter on her page...she checks other blogs, looking for updates often, sometimes the same blog two or three times a day...maybe we can start a support group. Maybe, we can create a pill to get better and make a 12-step program. Hmmm, how can this work? Maybe the blogging world is already working on a cure. I guess I will have to hit the "Next Blog" button above and see if anyone might be already down the road to recovery. Yea, that is the ticket...then I might just find more "friends" and I can be popular and we can be sick together and all the normal people will be jealous...
Oh no, it is happening again...somebody, please help me! ;-)