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What was I thinking?

My blog would one day make me a millionaire and at last I have my independent home overlooking the sea with my Ferrari standing in the drive way. My income for Google Adsense is helping me lead a luxurious life without a care in the world. Every day I have nothing else to do except to frequent one of the many social clubs where I am a popular member. I whiz past other ordinary mortals in their ordinary cars. I am not one of those worrying as to where their next paycheck is going to come from. I don’t have to work for the rest of my life.



“Wait a minute”, I hear you say, “Slow down my friend. You are driving too fast. Yours is too wishful a thinking.” So I shift into a lower gear and now ready to settle just for “Blogging for a living” I can give up my current job and sit in my pajamas all day in front of my computer and start typing away my thoughts and share my wisdom with whoever willing to take it. That seems modest and achievable. That still beats living from paycheck to paycheck.

Just as I was rolling slowly, here comes this article, “Time to hang up your Pajamas” that pulled me over to surrender my license and registration to blog. So here I am with my hands tied down, can’t blog any more to make a modest living let alone getting rich.

My God, what am I going to do?

Am I disappointed?

No.

To get rich writing blog is not why I started writing it. Writing blogs improves my communication. It clarifies my thinking. Putting my thoughts in writing is different from having an oral conversation with someone. When you are talking to someone you can get away with rambling on without making a point. Because an oral conversation is ephemeral.


Whereas writing makes what you say permanent and is there for all to see. In writing this post, I stick my neck out and that is what makes it exhilarating. The thrill is worth the risk.

I am all too aware that when you see this post, I am stripped off my pajamas and brought down to my underwear. And when you post your comment here, I stand exposed!

I can see you are smiling. Never mind, go ahead and post your comment. Have a laugh at my expense. You’re my friend after all.

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