THE FIRST POST

It is late on a Monday night as I sit here and inscribe my first blog post. The first of many, I question myself as I recollect my wavered commitment habits for journaling. Surly I can free time if I kept myself organized. Ahh ... organization. I once read that for some, disorganization is a way for better productivity. Apparently it is because they "own" their mess. I am disorganized and messy, but not of the few who live harmoniously with it. My disorganization is out of the laziness that keeps me from picking things up and organizing it (or even throwing it away). But will anybody read this? Another question pops into my mind. Consequently, I review names of people who I would send the address of this blog to and then envision all of whom come to this blog by mere chance. The unknown visitors. As for now, I post and finish the other nightly duties that I must accomplish and then retire to bed.