Here A Word. There A Word....

How is it that I am capable of writing the things that a have placed in the blog that I call my "Home Page". If you knew me--some of you might--you would know that, though I may be a real talker at times, I am usually very reserved. And I hardly ever, in person, talk about the serious kinds of things that I post. How do I do this? Why is it that words come out so much easier when they are typed on a computer than when they are spoken to a friend.
There might be some comfort in the physical distance between myself and you, the readers. I can say all I want without having to see your expressions as you find these things out about me. I don't have to worry about a particular set of ears receiving this news. It's just easier.
Perhaps there is something in the writing process that brings it out. I know that as words pour from my mind onto paper--or in this case onto a computer screen--my mind is able to get a better grasp on them and put multiple ideas together. There is something about the writing process that helps me think about ideas in a greater perspective. Most of the 'deep' things that I write come to me as I am writing. I step up to the key board with no idea what I am going to write about, and before I know it I have a novel of contemplation. The ideas and thoughts come to me as I write out my thoughts. Usually the biggest realizations start with the smallest thoughts. "I am tired. Why am I tired? blah bla bla blah blah blah..." And out comes some big long thing about where I am in my tired state. Writing gets my brain moving.
I know that I don't usually get these kind of ideas and thoughts while I'm talking with people. In fact, usually when I come to someone with the intent of talking about something important I have been planning what I am going to say for the last few days...maybe weeks...sometimes months. Yet, for some reason, when I actually get to talk with them I find myself lacking in the vocalization department. I come with lots to say, and leave having explained it in a few simple words.
Hmmm. I see a pattern. When I come to blog: I come with nothing in mind to write, and end up writing large amounts of information and thought.
When I come to talk: I come with large amounts of information and thoughts to say, but end up saying very little.
I can just see the wheels spinning in Robbie's head right now. There might be something about expectation in here somewhere.
I come in with high expectation, I leave with a low yield.
I come in with low expectation, I leave with a high yield.
The yield is inversely proportionate to the expectation.
Well, whatever it is, I'm here to stay, folks. So, enjoy. Laters.