For a long time, I was terrified to express myself in such a public forum as a blog. Prior self-expression had only occurred in my key lock diary that I had when I was nine and in several journals since that time. Writing in my diary and journals were safe. No one could read my thoughts and use them against me. Blogging is extremely scary and vulnerable. This week, I found a positive to the blogging.
There’s not enough people reading what I write to invite criticism. In a public space, a critical mass must be reached before the internet “trolls” come out of their holes. Trolls are people who make mean and ugly comments on purpose, They want to cause a commotion to engage with others in pointless debate. My readership is too low for trolls to mess with me.
I feel like Kevin McAllister in Home Alone, “I can do whatever I want!!!” Today, I want to haiku. I did some reading today on dreams. So, dreams are the subject of my haiku.
Dreams – a haiku
Dreams are essential.
Without dreams, all is Winter –
cold, dead, and lifeless.
Welcome to my writing sandbox! I hope you will enjoy your visit.
Journey with Monica 