In Defense of My Right Brainedness

I have just been reading through previous posts and I noticed this about myself; I write better when I am unconcerned about perfection. When I allow ideas to flow freely and uninterrupted I am much more true to myself. Last night I spent so much time editing and correcting and worrying about whether or not this was the right way to say that . . . . It all turned to mush.

So I am turning over a new leaf, and apologizing in advance for past and future grammatical and spelling errors. I am afraid I write the same way that I think, abstractly, creatively, and in pieces here and there. The object of this blog was for me to create a record of my happy life, I cannot obsess about correctness. I haven't the time.

This is not to say that I do not try. I always edit. I have an eye for good layout. (And here I must mention that the layout I create is not always the one that appears on my blog. I have spent much time with the edit button, only to find that when posted, the corrections aren't made. Mostly issues with spacing, which makes me crazy. Sorry about that! Know that I am fully aware. I am going to have a friend come over and give me some blog advice. Maybe I am missing something?) There is a perfectionist in me that likes each post to look well balanced and tidy. However, few things in life are well balanced, or tidy. So go with it, will you?