It is a challenge. Who am I writing for? Sometimes it is for myself. It helps me solidify my ideas, think them through. I haven't solidified my ideas here recently. Maybe it's because they have become less of a priority and are still in flux. I can't show you how many unpublished posts I have. I do not think it's important that others know what changes have occurred.
Sometimes I think I am writing for other people. This one is a challenge because I don't know who reads these ramblings of mine. But I try it anyway, or I don't. I let it slide. Is it an exercise in futility? Who knows.
I received an email a few weeks ago asking me to return to writing my anonymous posts for their website. I finally wrote another brief article for them. I write anonymously there because the topic is painful and close to me and those I love and know. Others have found them helpful, so I write.
Does this sound like a diary entry? Maybe it is. Maybe that is all I have today.