I'm not really the sort of person to grant myself too much regard. Whether you buy into it or not and despite my outward behavior and occasional posts in which I say things that indicate I have a really big ego or that I think very highly of myself, it's truly just posturing. Inside, I'm pretty insecure and I kinda think of myself as not much more than a speck in a cosmic dust storm. A nothing. Sure, I'm there and I add to the overall cloud, but I'm no different nor any better than any other speck. More of a follower speck, really.
That's really how I think of myself. Kinda sad, right?
So, when I received this e-mail from a fellow blogger yesterday, I was a bit shocked. A little background first... she had left a comment on my blog a couple months ago after either randomly stumbling across me or perhaps she was delurking, I really don't know. But, like many of us when a new commenter appears, I checked out her site and left a comment as well.
What she didn't realize was that, as a result of her commenting, she was also added to my feed reader and I kept reading her blog. I didn't comment because I was just plain busy. However, yesterday, or maybe it was the day before, I did take a moment to comment on a post she wrote.
Then I received an e-mail.
I have to honestly say that I am floored you even still visit my blog!! What an honor! We don't seem to have just a whole lot in common, and I thought maybe you commented to me because I did for you one time, and that was that!
Anyway...thanks for making my day! lol
She was floored? I was floored that someone actually used the word "honor" in regard to me. That's not typically the case. I replied back that it really was no big deal and it was "just me." I sent the message and figured that was that.
Then I thought about it a bit more. Why not me? Why can't I give myself a little blog love? Why can't I start to think of myself amongst those who I consider to be the greats (yes, each of those words is a link to a different site - sorry you only got the letter "I," Karl). It could happen, couldn't it?
That's when I felt it... that tinge of pride... an inkling of greatness... awwww yeah!
self regard --> SELF REGARD
Of course, then my lunch break ended and it was back to reality...
Well, it was fun while it lasted.
Totally Unrelated Aside (TUA): I hate when I see trash along the side of the road when driving somewhere. I see it everywhere and it saddens me greatly. However, yesterday on my way to work, I can honestly say I saw some trash that I'd never seen before in my life.
While waiting to turn from a ramp off the highway, I looked on the side of the road and saw pages from a catalog. Or that's what I thought it was anyway. A woman posing in what looked like sheer lingerie.
Then I looked again. And I saw there was no sheer lingerie. She was decidedly naked. This was a page from a porn mag. And there were several other pages laying about from the same magazine.
There is a first for everything.