A favored turn of phrase after Bloggers in Sin City is that "there are no words."
I beg to differ. We are bloggers, after all. So it is in words we trust -- and use our words, we must. But what to do when the task is daunting?
Return to form. Write what you know. From over here, I know that I write to learn things about the world and myself. Words are my Tetris pieces that sort out the lines and smooth over the gaps, and I never know what I'll have until the pieces are set at the bottom of the screen. This write-to-find process usually works, but I don't think I learned anything from #BiSC or the BiSCuits1. I've written this post five times in five different ways, and this may be because I'm out of blogging practice, but I can't nail down any new lessons. Bloggers are still bloggers, BiSCuits are still BiSCuits, people are still people.
I keep thinking that it's because I already knew that the BiSCuits would be remarkable human beings, people who allowed themselves to bring their respective thunder by granting access to their restricted areas2. Glorious individuals. They always are. So, that wasn't a surprise. And why should it be? But at the same time, how could I know that everyone would be wonderful, without fail?
It wasn't until some time after the revelry and some nights' sleep that I discovered I wasn't supposed to learn something about humans, the internet, bloggers, or friendship. By being unsurprised at all of the goodness that came from the trip, I was supposed to learn here, in bed, on a laptop, that I inherently believe in people, and that this asset is supposed to take me somewhere.
So I think I've finally got something on this re-write. I believe in people because I want them to reciprocate and believe in me, because much of the time, I don't believe in myself. It's so much easier to act when someone else believes in you.
And that's why I'm just going to put it out there that if you're seeing this, regardless of if you're a BiSCuit or not, chances are very high that I already believe in you. Because I can. And I will. BiSCuits are just a special case because my belief in them gets manifest so swiftly.
This is my special talent. I believe in you so that you may go forth and act on it.
You don't have to have confidence in yourself. I'm already doing that for you. And now there's no room for your self-doubt or insecurity. Because if you're still questioning yourself or doubting your worth, then you're wrong, and I am right. And you have to believe me, because I say what I mean and I mean what I say.
Listen, reader. Don't believe in yourself. We don't have time for that.
Believe in me, who believes in you.