The Selfishness of Blogging

There's a feeling I've been trying to stuff down lately, but it keeps popping up like a Whack-O-Mole at Chuck E. Cheese. It's been churning in the back of my mind since the spring.

Mondays have been buzzing by at a blistering rate. The last day of school came and went. The dog days of summer disappeared as quickly as they came. The new school year has been in full swing for three weeks now. And that feeling is still there. The feeling of the necessity of writing.

I can't help but write. It's what I do. It's how I think, reflect, and process the world. It's a necessity for me. But, for whatever reason(s), I haven't been blogging.

I haven't been taking enough time for myself lately, and I'd forgotten what a wonderfully selfish thing blogging can be. Don't get me wrong. I like sharing my thoughts, I enjoy the comments, and dig the community. But, it's selfish because it is primarily something I do for myself. Blogging makes me think a little deeper and organize a little clearer. It makes me better. And better is good. I'm looking forward to getting a whole lot better over the next few months.