I just bought myself a blogging table. You might be wondering what the heck this blogging table is. So let me explain:
Of late, I’ve been staying up until 4 am just to write about stuff on this blog. Sheer madness you would say and that’s why I thought it’s better to blog at a blogging desk than blog on your bed. So what am I so nuts about this blogging for?
What does blogging pay me? Adsense money? You gotta be kidding!
Blogging gets me the highest high. I operate in a different zone when I start blogging. I am 32 and my parents are worried over my marital status just as much as I am worried about my next post.
They say I’m at my blgging best when I am alone. My best posts are probably written when I’m either frustrated, awake at late nights or up in the weekend mornings with nothing to look forward to.
Make no mistake, fellas! Blogging is no refugee camp for solitary soldiers; it is the creative shed for emotive souls. Every word that leaves my head to reach out and fill the blank document before me, offers my soul immense relief and an uncanny sense of gratification.
The touch of my fingers on the keypad sends me serene and positive vibes. I discover the purpose of my life when I sit at the desk gleefully trying to write my next post. I’m not married yet but I guess these feelings of mine are akin to the anticipation with which a newlywed couple would enter their bed room each night.
So am I married to blogging? Well, you can safely say that. And, what I deliver is a new born baby almost every day. My commitment towards blogging is based on natural love and affection.
So let me get back to my blogging table, hit the update button and achieve marital salvation. One more time.