So, it's one thing to think about starting your own blog, it's quite another to make it a reality. Who am I to think I have anything meaningful or noteworthy to add to the massive quantity of flotsam and jetsam already floating around on the Interweb? I guess for me it's a matter of documenting with some degree of permanence my experience of being me, filtered through my lens; not so much for the consumption of others but rather for my own gratification and benefit. If by some unlikely chance it serves as an inspiration (or, alternatively, cautionary tale) for some anonymous soul so be it.
Blogging by definition is self-indulgent---only an egoist (or egotist) would dare to put such intimate thoughts and details "out there" for all the world to see. Doing it for some external source of gratification is risky---what if no likes it? Or worse yet, what if no one *reads* it? I only hope I'm doing it for the right reasons without really consciously knowing what those reasons are. Maybe I'm kidding myself when I say this is just for me and who cares if anyone else likes it/reads it/knows it even exists. We lie to ourselves all the time. To not acknowledge that is the biggest lie of all.