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Just thinking…

I woke up early this morning.

I first thought “great! Extra time to write something down….” Hopefully something interesting, something funny, or thought provoking.

Think again!

Instead, I sat, sipping on my morning glass of milk. I scrolled through my Reader, catching up with some of you, fellow bloggers.

It is such a complicated place, this Bloggosphere of ours, isn’t it? Such a vast playing field filled with totally different people. Some of you are authentic, and talking openly about your lives… Some of you are hiding behind a character you created. Some of you pretend to reveal the real you, but I get a strong feeling you are bending the truth more than a little. And some of you say all you post is made up, but I really think I peeked behind your mask once or twice…

It is confusing, to say the least, when I stop and think about it.

I don’t care about the mind game. It is part of the fun of blogging. I don’t really try to sort out who’s doing what, as long as I have fun. I play along, even if it means sometimes looking naive. But every now and then, I wonder for a moment. I go through your posts, and wonder what you are really like.

And I wonder if anyone wonders that about me. Probably not. I am just a bunch of stories, ramblings and dreams wrapped in a digital island in the middle of this ocean of blogs.

But still….

Yeah, don’t mind this… Sometimes I just get lost in my head and think too much.




53 thoughts on “Just thinking…

    1. I think most of us do that too. Not necessarely by making some things up, but by keeping some aspects of our lives that are less exciting, to ourselves. It is a very intricate universe πŸ˜‰

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  1. I wish I had an exciting life sometimes…I do try though to make each experience fun. I get into trouble too easily, always have, but it isn’t from a sense of entitlement…more the opposite. I figure if something bad is gonna happen it will happen to me……I admit to exaggerating to make posts funnier…like I have never in my life walked through a warehouse that was a “bazillion” miles long…it just felt like it at the time.
    I wonder about every single person I follow. Are they really as sweet, as snarky, as un-selfish as well-read as they seem.


  2. I wonder about you guys at times myself, yes. You’re right, it is a complex place to try and navigate. Especially with the writers. Thin lines between fiction and reality. Hard to decipher. Me? I think I’m authentic. I don’t post stuff that isn’t accurate, though I don’t post every little thing about myself either. I don’t share much about my work or daily life or failures or mistakes. All of which are just like everyone else’s. Unless asked, or if I feel I can offer empathy or advice or an ear. But I think I emit the general idea that I love my wife, love my kids, love the outdoors, especially the coast, love travel, that I’m happy, that I have a twisted sense of humor, and love taking pictures of everything. All of that is definitely true. 😊

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    1. Quite frankly, you are one of the people I consider very genuine… I really appreciate the way you present yourself. I would never pretend to think I know you, because you keep a lot of your life private (which is a good thing, if that is what you feel comfortable with) but I feel what you post is very “real”.

      Your presence is very refreshing and I am sure you put a smile on a lot of bloggers’ faces with your positive and empathetic attitude πŸ™‚ Thanks for being the Sonofa we know πŸ™‚ xx

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      1. Aw, it’s my pleasure, I promise. I don’t how to be any other Sonofa. By the way, most of my earlier posts were of a more personal nature. Kinda got my catharsis on there initially, then just wanted to have some fun. But, I’m an open book, when asked.

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  3. I think about this sort of thing sometimes, too. You really never know what’s real with people here. I get an impression of people but I don’t really know if it’s accurate. Of course, I know some people better than others so maybe my thoughts about them are more accurate… but I could still be totally off.

    I also wonder what people think about me. I think it’s obvious (or should be) that if I was pretending to be someone I’m not, I’d be far more well-adjusted… and would have good things to say about my life. If I was going to pretend, it wouldn’t be that my life is so crappy. In fiction, there are pieces of me in some of the characters. But as far as my personal posts… I would never make that stuff up. I don’t think I could. I mean, it’s almost unbelievable how many things go wrong in my life… I WISH I was exaggerating!

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    1. I sure don’t question yourself πŸ˜‰ I know you wouldn’t spend time inventing yourself problems, if you didn’t have them…

      But I get a tad bit confused with some people at times.. It doesn’t matter though, I think it just makes the game even more fun πŸ˜‰

      I hope you had a good day, Gorgeous!! *big hugs*

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      1. You can’t be “too” real, girl πŸ™‚ We all come here for a reason… to let out some words, or pictures, or artwork. It is exutory and you never have to feel anything negative for expressing what you need to express! People choose to read you… If they don’t enjoy, they can just unfollow πŸ™‚ Don’t put that stress on your shoulders, you have enough to deal with as is!

        Love ya! Muuuah!!

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      2. I know the feeling… It is easy to let ourselves think we need to hold the world on our shoulders. But in most cases, we just burden ourselves with useless stress…. You don’t need to suffer so much, Beautiful πŸ™‚ You really don’t.

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      3. πŸ™‚ Sometimes I do.
        (By the way… I hope I don’t sound like a terrible person… but I don’t really like Sandy… I don’t know why… I was called that when I was little… But I haven’t been Sandy for many years… it sounds funny to me now. Plus, our neighbors had a dog named Sandy.. I always hated that… LOL)

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      4. Oh it’s okay! I don’t want you to feel bad! My old boss used to do it all the time.. it’s just not my preference… but it happens. Please don’t feel bad. I felt bad saying anything…I probably should not have! xo

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  4. I know how you feel. You can he anyone online. I feel like I’ve made some true connections through my blog and have several fellow bloggers I honestly call friend. But we are all here for a different purpose. I want to keep connecting “even if it means sometimes looking naive.” (As you put it)….Even though allowing myself to look naive is scary for me!

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    1. And one thing that can be tricky when you start to connect with people here, is that it is a much smaller world than it seems at first sight! And you can only imagine who knows who in “private”…

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  5. My mom says “Don’t let the truth get in the way of a good story!” πŸ˜‹

    I’m (mostly) kidding of course, but your post made me think about younger daughter who permanently corrects me when I tell tales of our exploits. Apparently I have a nasty habit of getting important details wrong (important to the accuracy, not to the story). Places (I’m sure it was the Parrot Bar! – No mother, it was the Bucky Buffalo! – UNH!), names of minor characters, the day of the week … and of course I leave out details that would interrupt the flow. Major heresy, according to my offspring.

    But it’s interesting to think what people might make of the bits and pieces I share on my little blog.
    I certainly can relate to the occasional wondering what other bloggers are really like. Yes, you, too. πŸ˜‰

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    1. I remember, when I started making posts about my first trip to Denmark, I was super cautious about putting all the right informations… And at one point, I stopped, and told myself “I could make up any adventure, as long as I decribe the place the right way… I travel alone, only I know what I’ve done!!” LOL I haven’t made anything up, but I really thought about it a looooot!


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      1. Well, there is a certain logic to it – imagine I wrote about the fantastic Margaritas at the Blue Parrot and then everyone runs to Sylt … and I got the damn name of the bar wrong.

        As for making up adventures- well, the temptation might be there sometimes, but in truth I get into enough trouble as it is. Just this week I managed to:
        1) fall into a ditch walking the dog (it was the mud. That’s my story and I’m sticking to it!)
        2) wreck another blender (who knew ice could do that? Wait, I did…)
        3) order a Doner Kebab with algae (instead of everything), causing bewilderment, confusion, and at last hilarity (my German isn’t as good as I thought it was?)
        4) get mugged by a carrot-addicted filly (there goes another button on my shirt)
        5) ride a horse without reins because the stupid thingamabob attached to the bit broke
        6) not fall off the horse but look like an idiot hollering “Left! Left! Your other left, dammit!”
        7) forget my ID twice in one day, causing the guards at the gate to have a minor nervous breakdown (and wonder about their tax dollars) – … but I was distracted by something shiny! (Cupcakes. It was cupcakes)

        I know, it’s only Thursday.

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      2. LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL…. *breathing* LOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL… Omg, you definately don’t need to go through the trouble of making up stories to entertain readers!!

        I hope you’ll have a quiet weekend… I think you deserve it πŸ˜‰

        P.S. I’ve never been able to put ice in a blender… I was afraid of breaking it (the blender, not the ice… breaking the ice was indeed my intention…) And I see now that I was right about that one!!

        P.S.2 I would have paid a looot of money to see you try to stop that horse… LOL I am laughing only because I am guessing you didn’t fall in the end, and just got a good scare out of it πŸ™‚

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      3. Ahhhh quiet weekends… what be those? πŸ˜‹
        Naw, I’m sure I’ll find a few hours at least to hide in the hammock. Until the dog gets bored or the teens decide to mow the lawn (or practice archery or set off the smoke alarm because “pancakes!” or…)

        You’re right though, I didn’t fall off (this time). Wasn’t even much of a scare, more of a “What new f*ckery is this!!?” moment. πŸ€ͺ The horse, bless her brave little Viking heart, thought it was a really fun new game and proceeded to meander down the trail in search of fresh spring grass.
        Lucky for me, she responds to voice commands (sort of. When she feels like it), so I decided against getting off and walking her home (without reins I wasn’t sure whether she’d take off for home and leave me standing there looking stupid before I could get a hold of the bridle).

        We made it, too, with only a few “spinning in playful circles” and “running off because Hayyyyy buddy!” incidents.
        One of my fellow riders almost fell off, though, on account of laughing so hard. Would’ve served him right…


    1. There are a lot of people using blogging to exteriorate struggles and to journal their journey… I think it is very courageous to be that open, but some days, I have to keep away from these blogs, because I feel like I would like to help, but just can’t…. :/


  6. What an interesting thought! I haven’t been on the blogosphere long enough to comment, but I’ve definitely seen this on social media sites. Majority of people play a character, and even those claiming to be authentic usually aren’t (speaking from experience!) The internet is an interesting place, for sure 😊

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