There are some days, like this morning, when I wake up with a lot of things on my mind. I don’t want to reduce it all to simply being “stressed.” It’s more being overly conscious about the things that are going on around me. Sometimes I wake up and want to delete this blog: “Have I said too much? I must be alienating so many people…am I alienating people? Or offending them?” Because that is not what I want to do. I just want to engage casual discussion, as if I were having a beer at the bar, or a coffee at the cafe with a friend.
I worry a lot about pissing off other band I talk about. I try to imagine how I feel when I read stuff about The Dears is other people’s blog and in reviews. I guess I just hope that any readers realise the freedom of expression and discourse a blog allows. I mean I’ve seen some LiveJournal stuff that is really like the full-on personal diary of a twelve year old…and what’s worse? That embarrassed feeling of stumbling into a tween’s detailed, deep emotional problems or bumping into the Fleet Foxes backstage at some festival? It makes me think about deleting this blog altogether.
Anyway, that’s what I think about when I wake up in the morning. Fatalistic pillow talk. So that’s why I like to read the news when I get up: it gets my mind back into the real world. Point being, this morning I found this bit, listed as the number 2 most read story on the BBC:
…and that really made my day.