Irrelevancy Part 2 of the Woe is Me Series

I think that most people blog so that the world can hear what they have to say. People want to believe that they have a voice. I realize that no on wants to hear what I think. I mean, you internet people, don't; people in real life, they especially don't want to hear about it. Because this is the internet, though, I feel like, eventually, something I say will resonate with another human. Maybe it will, maybe it won't; but I'll never know unless I write it. So, hear I am, writing again to people that may or may not exist. I hope you exist. I hope there are people out there that get a kick out of my words. I doubt it, but even if it never happens, I'm ok with it. Writing, to me, is therapeutic. I find contentment when the thoughts inside my brain get put down on paper or typed out for the masses (or lack thereof) to read. It helps my mind not get so jumbled and confusing. Maybe I'm irrelevant, but it's ok, because so are you.

This has been a public service message from Jessi.