In my search for adult entertainment (get your mind out of the gutter!) during the day while staying home with my darling children who are oh-so-intellectually stimulating, I have taken up my father's daily tradition with a "morning read". I go to my sites that are saved on my favorites or on my blog and I read what other people are writing and doing.
These sights are not only a wealth of information, they are a connection to the outside of toddlerdom world. A community of like-minded people that I find interesting. And they comment to each other and get to know each other, become friends and lend support.
But I lurk in the darkness, on the outside, voyeuristic like. I find postings that I would like to comment on, and then a little voice in my head, an evil, ugly, vile voice that says ever so smugly,
"You have nothing to contribute. Who wants to hear what you have to say? You know nothing and your comments will be mocked by all others. Why don't you just go back to your own little blog and keep your thoughts to yourself?"
I know! So mean!
Soon I will creep out, regardless of this stupid intruder to my intelligent self.
Diamonds in the Rough
8 hours ago