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Isn't it funny that there are so many blogs out there and each one is different which is ok as it gives the ordinary person something to look forward to whenever they want to. The blog either concentrates on one specific topic normally like what people like to read about or watch because some people are smarter than me and use a video blog which I can't firstly because I don't know how and secondly because I don't want to be in the picture, that's not saying that I'm ugly it's just because I just want to write and not having to worry how I look for the camera. Some bloggers have found that their readers or watchers like the specific topic that the blogger has chosen so because of that their followers increase and they make more money which I'm not interested in, why want to make money out of something you enjoy doing, why can't you just do it and enjoy it with out having to satisfy the needs of their followers. For me I write what I want to and about what ever comes to mind, in some way like a diary of how I feel about something on that perticular day perhaps I shouldn't perhaps I should write about cooking, sports, politics or religion, why should I have to when I can't write about those things every day, always about the same subject, for me I would find it boring and I wouldn't be doing what I really enjoy and that's writing. Like today I'm writing about something that just came to me as always out of the blue so I write about what's in my head which is all sorts of things that interest me, I've been in the military a large portion of my life of which I want to forget and move on, do you see me writing about that everyday, no, because I don't have to and don't want to, I've been to places all over the world but do I write about them, no, I've seen things all over but do I write about them, no, I just write what is in my head at this time of the morning every day whether it is interesting to my followers of which I don't have many which isn't essential because I have enough money to live on and don't need out of necessity to make more, so you see blogging is something I enjoy and will do so as long as I can, it's a shame that I can't put at the end of my blog little signs for like, follow or share and then I would know how many people are following me, liking what I write about, wheater they have any comments or even if their sharing my blog everyday but of course I don't know how to do that yet, yes one day, I say yes because I will find out how from someone who knows so until then I always finish by saying that if you enjoyed today's blog then like, follow and share. Thank you. 

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