How Much Ego is Required?

I'm late to the game. I'm the first to admit it. Blogging, micro-blogging, mlogging, whatever kind of blogging you embark on, the journey is one I haven't been able to understand - and not that I do, but, what the hell, here I go.

My reason for not engaging, apart from time being an issue, is that I've not been able to find the reason someone might be interested in what it is I have to say - about whatever it is I have to say anything about.

Does this make my life uninteresting, I don't think so, but does it make it interesting to someone else...? I'm not sure about the answer to this one. So, to me, in essence, it take a pretty good sense of self, or ego, to put yourself out there thinking anyone's interested.

So, putting that aside - for the moment - why else?

Perhaps it's cathartic. To practice phraseology and putting words around thoughts and thoughts on paper, and maintaining that for future generations to find and summarily dismiss.

Aha! I can recount all that I've learned for current members of Gaulzettiville to read and understand in the later years.

Which brings us back to sense of self and/or ego. I must feel that what I have to say, to share, to impart, is worthwhile enough to spend time to input and post.

So, with that, let's just say apparently as I hit PUBLISH POST, I have just enough ego to leave the porch and journey forth.