Ok I'm back to blogging.

Well how are you today.

Make money blogging is more prerogative.

That's sounds like a fine idea. 

We all have pitfalls along the way. 

But better blogging is the way to go. 

So here are diving off the deep end. 

Can you swim?

Can your little blog swim in the ocean of bigger blogs?

I hope my can and I have a spooky domain called a domain spot. Space.

What else is their to do but write your blog and try to rank it in different categories. 

We all have a passion and writing is one of my passions and it makes me feel good. 

But getting in the modality of writing six to eight hours per day is something I need. To get comfortable with. 

Something always comes up and I know I have to stay seated and keep blogging. 

I get so many urges blogging and what I should do with my time. 

Should I go sit in the couch should I sit up and get a cup of coffee. 

I mean these area all ideas that swirl around my mind.

And that's what keeps us busy. 

And that's what we think about, but plowing through a six hour blog post and making money through my writing helps me with my my passion and patience. 

You know what I am saying. 

Well anyways. 

It's nice to make money and all but if I am doing for passion or money I guess they are two different things.

I mean I don't know what my passions are.

I like basketball but that is not making me any money. 

But it is keeping me in shape. I want to be in shape but also sitting their with no money is not funny.

We have to have money. 

We have to take charge of our life. 

We have to figure out a way through. 

And it sits in us like we have to make a living here and we have to monetize our time and se where it take us. 

We need practice. 

We need to take a initiave.

Dont we?

I mean what else is their to do.

We have to stay healthy but insure like taking time to write and feel better with what I am doing with my time. 

I mean I don't know what to say. 

I have all types of worries and fears from time to time and I have work through them. 

I hate worrying about stuff and I hate having to think about it. 

I mean I don't know what to say. 

I don't know what to think. 

I think about my parents getting old. 

I think about spending qaulity time with them. 

I think about giving them money and I get lost and trafuxed in the idea that I have to make sure everyone is OK.