My blog my life

Not quite in that sense. I have perfectly three dimensional existence. Replete with humor- easy and dark, drama- oh yes, romance- well yeah, adventure. An existence that is mundane, but unique in its mundanity. Much like my blog. Millions have them both- a blog and a life, no two ever the same. So my blog too, like my life is as different or as alike everyone else’s is. Mass customization in this sense, if you know what I mean.
I write. I browse. And I live my life. Both together. Of course it would appear that blogging is apart of my life, not something I do apart from it- but herewithtofore ( could not resist that word- never have) when I mention life, it means the un-blogging part of it.
It is all in patterns. Posting and living. Living and posting. Patterns like little fractals of a larger one. Of course anything is alike once you knowingly seek out similarities and change definitions.
I think, I work. I think, I write. Not essentially about different things, but in a different way. The facets I reveal- in my life- blogged and unblogged are pretty much the same. Perhaps there is a commonality in the shadows, not the light that falls through.
I fight my little battles, win insignificant wars, define my ideas and express my opinions. Hold on to my convictions- in either. And meet people- real time virtual time, what does it matter- different degrees of warmth, more in the unseen- sometimes. Ideas are a more powerful glue than proximity is.
I wander on to other blogs. Read about their lives. And I talk to people. Delighting in the daily details of a dog getting into the trash, a child coming home for the holidays. And always I wonder why another’s regular routine elsewhere is so unique.
And I often wish that I could step back and look at life – how it looks when something is reached. And possibly consciously alter what follows. In my blog I can. And possibly that is why blogging is so addictive to me , because I can refresh the browser and look at the result of an effort immediately. Now if only life had this option.