Blogging Community – Won’t you be my neighbor?

Last night, I was pondering the question – “why do I blog.” If I wanted to keep a diary I easily could (old school or on the computer). It’s the comments – definitely the freaking comments. I don’t consider myself an egomaniac that believes my words should be “heard.” In this world of jet setters – people moving for jobs/school/families/randomness – there really is no local community the way there used to be. I’ve moved so many times! I left the East Coast and then NoCal and now I’m in SoCal (and who knows for how long). My best buds are scattered throughout the country. I don’t know my neighbors. LA isn’t necessarily a warm, fuzzy place. And it’s freaking hard making new friends – it takes time – and then I seem to move as soon I make them. I think blogging, at least for me, is an attempt to create a community (which is desperately lacking in this society were everyone seems to be a transplant of some sort). It doesn’t matter where I move – cyberspace allows my blogging-community to always be present. So in sum, the comments make me *feel* as if I do have a community – so “hullo neighbors!”