If you pay careful attention to details, you will note the extended gap in time between this and my last post. I hate to have to admit this: I forgot how to get into this site. Each day that went by, I conveniently convinced myself, via laziness or slack justifications, to carry on about my business in the 3-D world and no one at wordpress would notice. Soon, members of the 3-D world started to bug me about my wordpress world. The nagging I initially felt in those first couple of weeks of being away began to resurface. Ta da. I nearly instantaneously found my way back in.
QUESTION: What makes it worth it to go out of one’s way to do something?
In the 3-D world, I’d say to help another motivates me to go out of my way. I don’t see THIS as helping others. I see it as self serving. I get too much out of this. I tap the creative. I explore philosophical jungles in my mind. I voyeur others’ musings. Me. Me. Me.
I’ve been told to write is NOT selfish. To write is to share. But if I’m not sharing PERSONALLY, FULLY IDENTIFIABLY, am I truly sharing…me?
And (I know you’re not supposed to start a sentence with “and” but I’m going to anyway) if I’m not sharing but only satisfying my own needs, is that wrong? Why do I even ask that question? Is it wrong to have asked?
Getting off track now.
Hindrance is the title. What hindered me? Hinders me? Hinders you?