The Rush

The computer beckons to me. It whispers my name. Calling and calling me to come. When I finally give in to the temptation and turn it on, I hold my breath until it's finished booting up. Like a drug addict, I need to access the Internet. When all is ready, it happens, the emotions, the adrenaline, the anticipation...then I finally see them...the comments!! You guys may or may not have experienced it, but I get such a rush out of seeing people actually reading and responding to what I've written.

Non-bloggers just don't understand. Although, if they've joined Facebook, they do...well, to a degree anyway. For the better part of a year, I've been reading other people's blogs. It started with a friend's. I'll skip all the gory details of how long I've known her...because I think she's already outed them anyway. From her blog, I found another one and so on and so on. I've learned so much from you, my mentors. From reading your posts and comments, I've cried and laughed with you. I've been freaked out by situations and empathised with what you've been dealing with in your lives. And so now, this baby blogger is going to try to live up to what I've learned and hopefully will continue to grow as a person and possible writer. Thank you one and all.