Blog Post 162
When first becoming a Postman or more so Postwoman here in the blogging world, it was merely a self indulgent pursuit.
A way to voice myself to a void, and not the one within this head. Anywhere outside the mind clutter would do. It blew me away that someone from over the other side of the world liked something written here. But it never registered properly as registered mail should. Posts were far and few between, likes distant, comments rare. So rare in fact, there weren’t actually any. To venture across grasslands and visit other residential posts, never once crossed this mind.
Until one day.
A very lonely day, that seeped into a week, then a month, and longer still. There only a few lamp posts keeping the darkness at bay. Withdrawn from the outside world, a new world was found, through a computer screen. Interaction with other posts began. Posts expressing themselves to the brim and over, and even shaking up the ground. It was refreshing.
A World named Jessie realised her deep loneliness. Something she had felt for a long time.
If only in the real world we could type a tag above our heads and attract those type of posts. Posts with no inhibitions, no filter, the ones who fall over and laugh, the ones who cry in public or sneeze and refuse tissues. The posts with holes in their socks, minds and hearts. The posts who refuse proper responsibility, aren’t afraid to look silly and haven’t a clue what they’re actually doing. Ever. Along with the post’s who let dog’s wee on them.
Cloud Bio: I am of and on the cloud. Everything in the universe is so. Come with me if you wish. The cloud is sentient, please do not chew at its edges to see if it tastes of candy floss. It will turn thunderous and rain down in torrents upon your bonfire. This is a peaceful place to lounge and day dream whilst floating in the ether, but darkness exists here too. One only knows how bright the sun is by experiencing the pitch blackness of the night.
It was the most heart felt, clever, well thought out, nut job of a post and the gratitude it imprinted me with has not left, yet. It is a clear reminder of the beauty this blogging world withholds, and the community spirit of fellow Postman/Postwomen.
Until the next post,