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Friday Free for All

I'm not exactly sure what Fridays will look like, but I'm picturing a menage of variety here. If I'm posting a series, they will continue on these days. If I have random thoughts, you'll hear them here. If I've got nothing, who needs to read that? You're much too busy for fluff. But you are in luck, I do happen to have something for today.

What I have is the realization that even in my search for insignificance, I seek out significance. It's something that occurs to me quite often, though I try to beat it down like one of those arcade games where they give you the hammer and all those smug little faces keep popping up. Admittedly that comparison got away from just a bit, much like my desire to be significant.

But here's what I realized. I don't end my blog posts with a question. I see many other bloggers that do that. At first I thought it was just their thing. But what it does is continue the conversation. What I've been doing is comparable to a guy at a party who just wants to tell his own jokes or a mom who monopolizes the conversation with stories of her children and how brilliant they are.It's a never-ending monologue about my favorite person in the world; me.

But as I continue my search, I will improve. One way I will do that is by trying to ask more questions of you, whoever and wherever you may be. So help me begin that process by answering this question; how do you find the balance between sharing yourself with others and having them share with you? Do you have a go-to question or do you simply stare at them awkwardly until they give you the information you want?

Let the conversation begin.

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