Lately this blog has been undergoing an identity crisis. It is a little more than two years old and acting very much like a toddler. There are tantrums and meltdowns, discoveries that generate huge smiles, laughter and tears.
Sounds kind of silly to compare a blog to a person, but if you reach deep and write about what you see inside there is some truth to it.
As I sit here banging away at the keyboard it occurs to me that I really don't know what I want this place to be. Should it continue to be a source of random thoughts about this and that or am I better served to pick a topic and focus on it.
Does any of this really matter? Probably not. But as I mentioned this is a place where I air out the old noggin.
Time for this old man to catch some shut eye. See you later.
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