In all honesty, staring at a blank blog page was a bit like sitting in a radio booth. When I worked as a DJ, I would sit in an ugly, hot, stuffy, foam box, and talk. Talking comes naturally to me, but at first it was odd to converse with no one. It turned out that people were listening, and some of them actually enjoyed the nonsense that my mind created for them. For me, it was unnerving, could I really talk, by myself, in a box, and accept that people felt like I was socializing with them?
With time, I began to enjoy it. It turns out that I can be reasonably happy talking to no one in particular. Furthermore, I enjoy feeding my, dare I say, megalomania with situations that make me feel important. Since Blogger actually tells you how many people are reading and following your blog, I don't know if, without the gamble of listeners, Faux Social will keep my interest. In the mean time, expect tidbits of travel, work and rants from a wandering mind.