That was a good decision to return to blogger. I thought I wanted a blog on my website - although technically I still have one. I did not delete the blog link from each page instead I pointed the link to blogger. So nothing really changes – I still have a blog, the blog is still linked to my website, the only difference is I now can express myself again.
Moving to the new blog was like moving to King City after my first year of high school. The beginning of a new school year and I’m all alone in a new school in a suburban town forty-five minutes north of Toronto. Can I say culture shock? I remember walking into my new high school on the first day back after a horrible first summer in the burbs. Everybody wore Birkenstock sandals – flip flop – flip flop – that was all I heard up and down the hallway. Everyone at King City High wore flip-flops. Where I grew up in the city, kids wore Dr. Martins, steel toe I might add. Where do I fit in? That was all I could think about?
Oddly enough until this moment I had not remembered that experience. Moving to the new blog felt the same way, but in a different kind of way. I had lost my voice or the desire to write for the new blog. There was a level of expectation, self-imposed no doubt, hovering over my head. It was like walking through the double steel doors at my new high school on the first day of school, “What will they think about the new kid on the block? I wonder if I’m cool enough, or if I’ll fit in?” Frozen still just inside the double steel doors with eyes wide open clueless of what to say to anyone.
www.brunologreco.com continues to point to a blog when you click on the blog link located on the sidebar of each page. The difference is, here I feel grounded and at peace. I can express myself with no self-imposed expectation of what I think I should write or how it will be received. Here it is about me, my thoughts and my journey through life, but over there it was about them, potential clients and how I could help them, not realizing I severed my one source of expression, who I am and my journey into life.
Welcome Home!
6 comments:
We had both in my high school. I hated Birkenstocks... they pinched something awful. But it was the style. I remember Doc Marten's too! I miss those. I couldn't afford a pair myself, but lots of my friends had them! If only I knew then what I know now about how to shop the sales.
Did you guys ever go through the flannel stage? hahaha. There was a trend down here where kids wore flannels and thermals. OH my... maybe it's the redneck in this area. haha Then there was the grunge, the preppy... when you're a kid, you want to fit in, so you dress like everybody else to do that.
Anyway, welcome back to blogger! I understand what you mean about feeling out of place on the other blog.
We did go through the flannel stage - late 70's early 80's during the rock phase and then everything turned preppy - Tree Torn, Roots, Beaver Canoe - Do you have these stores too? I was a mix between Gino and Preppy - LMAO
The other blog didn't feel like me. Out of place.
'the other blog didn't feel like me'...well Bruno, it didn't seem like you to me either. It seemed less personal and I like it better over here where we get to interact with you better. Welcome Home...no birkies here! Thanks for stopping by today...
Welcome home. I wasn't a Birkenstock person in high school, but I live in mine now!
Hi Bruno
I really like the message of Blogging is a source of expression.
I have always feel that I blog for my soul first, then for my readers.
Thank you,
Giovanna Garcia
Imperfect Action is better than No Action
Bruno, I like your high school metaphor. Doc Martens to Birkenstock--that's a lot to get used to!
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