Complex Apartment

Light and Fluffy. A circus of vanilla words and pretty musings.

I wrote last night, today I would be all about Light and Fluff, but the writing Muse in me is nixing that idea. Holding back that muse is like trying to push a 2 ton boulder up a hill, it really is a dictatorship here in my Mind.
      
       Have you ever stood in front of a large Apartment Complex and wondered what it would be like to be the proverbial "fly on the wall" for a day in each of the Apartment units. To gain insight into the individual lives of each person living there? I would gladly sign up for that peeping Tom adventure. So in using that as a metaphor, isn't public journals a bit like being in the peeping Tom adventure with out having to sprout wings, risk of flyswatters and for that matter, police! :o)

       So flip a few of the words around in that first sentence. Have you ever stood in front of a Complex Apartment and wondered what it would be like to be the proverbial "fly on the wall" for a day in each of the Apartment units.

Complex Apartment, meaning, a persons mind.

I think we achieve that scenario by being participants in the public journal phenomena. Just like yesterdays revelation or peek into one of my very personal mind apartment units, I think by writing publicly we open the door, and invite company into the many units I call our mind, and invite visitors to mingle with our thoughts. 

       Now again picture that Apartment Complex, that is several stories high, with stairwells and elevators taking you from the simple understated units to the high rise elaborate units. Again, the Complex Apartment is very much like that. In my writing yesterday, I invited people to one of my upper level units for a peek around. Thankfully I didn't have to boot anyone out and I have to say I appreciate that very much. If I go back through my entries I can pretty much assign levels to which I was writing. Observation deck ground level, midlevel musings, and upper level/putting myself out there writing.

       As I wander around journals I assess an entry much like my notion of the Complex Apartment. Someone's entry one day, may invite me into ground floor observation deck and I may leave a light hearted comment with funny commentary. Or I may stumble across someone who has opened the door to a high level room and comments are given openly and objectively with careful thought to respecting that persons open door policy. When handed a key to the delicate upper levels, I feel caution and appreciation should be held to the highest level.

       On that note, I have found 99% of the people in Journal Land adhere to an unspoken code of honor, and are to the core, respectful of each other. Whether placed in actual words, or just held in the highest levels of our minds, I think we've all found a safe place for our thoughts to mingle with others. This community continues to surpass anything my complex apartment dreamed it could be.

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