Blogs can be like soap operas. Once a discussion gets going with some gossip, I can be hooked for hours. I think this happens mostly because the online journals I read are of friends – people I know in real life. People I no longer live near, but who still hold a large place in my heart. I see these people a few times a year, I wish it were more, but often life has other plans. At any rate, these blogs are fantastic in the respect that when I meet up with old friends it’s almost like no time has passed at all. We can sit down and have a political debate, a social discussion about art, or just sit and drink a pint at the pub. We don’t have to waste time catching up on our families, health, lovers, pets, etc.

My friends blog about daily things, articles they encourage others to read, post photos, just regular stuff. Of course they post about massive changes in their lives, huge realizations, big events, and such as well but I’d say 80% of the time is just about daily thoughts and feelings. But this weekend was a bit different. I have a friend that aired their own “dirty laundry” and I totally got sucked up into it.

It was like I was unable to step away from the computer without seeing what my other friends had written. I was stuck to the computer for hours last night and several today. I spent over an hour crafting a response to the post. All sucked into reading comments of others and the reactions of the initial poster that had brought this topic up. Now, at this second I feel a bit ashamed to have spent my weekend in this fashion. It hasn’t jaded my views of blogging, journaling, or generally posting about your thoughts and emotions – but I feel a bit strange about getting so sucked into it. Perhaps this is just a part of having friends, perhaps it’s just a part of technology. I’ll have to ponder it some.

This is Sage, trying not to watch the drama unfold, 31 in Iowa