It’s disheartening, though predictable, that no one seems to be reading my blog, based on the dearth of unprompted comments.  If I give the URL to friends and relatives, they give it a polite look-see, but clearly what I say and how I say it doesn’t speak to them over time.  It’s a bit like that philosophical puzzle about whether the tree falling in the forest with no one around to hear it, actually makes a sound. So is what I am writing being cast into a complete vacuum? If no one is reading it, does my blog actually exist? Maybe and maybe not. Does it matter? Should it matter? The existential answer is  that if  I find meaning in writing this blog, it exists for me; it matters to me. I get to communicate with myself and figure out what I am thinking and feeling at a specific time in my day, my week, my life.  And since we all are responsible for determining what is personally meaningful to us, it shouldn’t matter if anyone is “listening.” And most of the time I don’t care if anyone is reading, listening to, learning from, or liking what I write in this blog. Except for those times when I do.

Some blogging experts suggest that blogs get better traction if published on Tuesday and Wednesdays between 9 and 2. Could this really make a difference?  I could try some of these tips. But I’ll probably just follow Gretchen Rubin’s secret on the Happiness Project blog:  The secret is not to care

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