I have just put up over 900 posts since I started this blog in August of last year. Slowly, but surely, the amount of people coming here has grown. I can’t thank all of you enough for spending time here.
The first thought I have when I write something is, “Why would anyone care?” I can only hope that there is enough people out there that have somewhat similar interests to me. I’m throwing baseballs blindly over a wall and hoping that there are people on the other side to catch them. I have only kept writing in public because of those of you that keep coming back.
Last night I played music in front of what looked like a couple thousand people at a festival in Conroe, Texas. However, I have played plenty of nights where there were maybe five or ten people in the audience. No matter what I try to always play my best. When we read we read alone. How many times have you gone to a movie and been one of the only people in the theater? There is still that chance that that book or movie or album or live performance might connect with someone. I can think of all the times that something connected with me in an important way when there was no one else to experience it. Everyone matters. If you do something and it even reaches even one person it has value. That person’s life has as much value as your own or anyone else’s. A connection with even one other soul has a little bit of magic in it. As long as someone keeps coming back I will keep writing.
Thanks again to all of you that keep coming here. If you would be kind enough to tell other’s of my writing I would be eternally grateful.
In the future when all’s well…