So, here I am, with a blog. I struggle in accepting the fact that me too, like all the rest of the world, am becoming a blogger. How comes, if I don't even know what should I write on a blog!? Is it supposed to be a diary? I doubt it, unlike the diary, which is written in a secret booklet after everyone's gone to bed, the blog has certain a certain audience. Unknown audience. So I don't know what shall I share with this audience. Or, even worse, isn't the audience going to be made up by just the same people that are already listening to me on all the other information channels, like Facebook, and by mail, or Skype? So why writing also a blog?
A blog is a public diary, that's how I think of it. A place where to share my thoughts which happen to be longer than a Facebook status, and maybe the thoughts for which I'd like to reach to more people than just my closest friends who get them by mail.
It's going to be a lazy and irregular blog, like myself. It's probably even going to be written in different languages, as sometimes different ideas or events happen in different linguistic and cultural circuits. Feel free to correct my English, my Italian, even my Bulgarian, I would appreciate that.
It's also going to be an All Things Blog. Life is way too colorful and diverse than any blog, but, in the same time, it's the blog about my life. So it's likely to find emotions, thoughts, hopes and doubts, but also food recipes and exclamations about how great is the last movie I saw.