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(A mental monologue ensues.)

You know, I do enjoy sharing some (filtered) bits and pieces of my (boring) life and the occasional (incoherent) pseudo-introspective thought but there have been many instances where I write a complete entry and then pause to ponder what and who exactly I’m writing for. Am I writing to record my daily activities? No; if that were the case I would have written about how my Director casually remarked that her daughter would grow up to resemble me (no shit, she really said that… but her daughter is sooo cute I want to squish her hehe). Then on another day I would be recounting how my colleague and I stupidly forgot to press our floor number in the lift because we were too engrossed in our conversation.

Am I, then, writing to subtly impress on my readers a larger-than-life version of myself, especially with those pseudo-thought-provoking remarks I indulge in from time to time? In such cases, I would start mulling over the underlying messages I am trying to convey. If something has the potential to be misconstrued, I edit it. If it completely changes my original intent, however, then I would remove it. When there are too many items to remove, into the trash it goes. Most of the time, though, I leave it in my drafts folder.

As for who I’m writing for, well, suffice to say, I have always written with an audience in mind. From the moment I created PP to document my exchange travels to connecting it to Facebook and finally to reactivating it again after I came back from Laos – I will not deny that these actions cater to the more attention-seeking, narcissistic side of myself.

(At this point I must clarify I have already lost the original intent of this post………….)

I don’t know what I’m doing on WordPress (and for the life of myself, Instagram too) anymore.

Ha, or maybe I just need a mind-blowing perspective/conversation on this.