Opinionated Opinions of an Uneducated Individual Gentleman
This blog of mine is something of an unusual place, where I can attempt to express myself without worrying about having thousands or millions of people reading my words. You see, no one but my cat knows that this blog even exists, and even my cat (being the demonic she-devil that she is) doesn’t give an absolute fish about the words I sprecken. So here I am, creating yet another piece of absolute trash. So yeah, enjoy this thing, for it will not be my last.
Dear god no, this definitely will not be my final posting here, especially now that my life has spiralled out of control, and I find myself working daily for very little to no immediate gain. See, I now find myself owning and running one of the internet’s oldest of sites, with me acting as the editor-in-chief. I also run a pro gaming league, as some of you may be well aware. These two projects of mine fall under what I am calling the Sidular Network, with Sidular (the company) owning and running them. Don’t get me wrong, I absolute love and adore every single moment of it, but sometimes the stress really does get to me, you know? The stress of running and managing an old news site, with multiple editors all looking to me to guide and lead them. I love having this level of responsibility, and I definitely feel like I am up to the task of running such an operation, but sometimes it really does get to me. I am no longer a “small-fish” in a sea of opportunity. No, I’ve somehow managed to acquire my own section of the ocean, quite literally overnight. I went from a boy with a voice that could reach a thousand, to a man with the reach of millions. And quite frankly, I’m not used to it. I am in no way used to having people actually listen to and react to the words that I spew forth from my vocal cords. Literally millions of unique individuals read my words every single year, and that scares the absolute hell out of me.
And yet, I’m glad that I still have this own little personal haven to come back to. This blog is my self mental repressive away from the unending hardships of my new life.
So there you have it, nonexistent readers. A new blog post from yours truly.
I may just turn this blog into my own personal place to rant, and let off the steam of stress.