Strange Notations From a Laborious Life

My Blog readership is falling. From a high of 258 page reads in August I am running at 100 less this month so far. I should have a slightly higher count this month than last but I will have posted more entries.
Perhaps I am not as interesting as I think I am! Haha.
Nevermind. I have a fairly regular band of a dozen or so people who read my pointless rants about meaningless things that happen to me and my own ill-informed points of view on world events plus a few people who read occasionally or semi-regularly if you like and I am happy with that.
It gives me some pleasure to write and perhaps through this you might learn more about me than you would otherwise know.
I’ve never been one to talk a lot unless you know me really well and having a shy, introverted disposition has meant that I have often tried to avoid people rather than get into an awkward situation where I have nothing to say.
I’m sure there may be some people who read that last paragraph and are thinking, “Matt Sumner,shy and introverted, no way”, but the truth be told I am quite difficult to get too much out of most of the time.
I have been reading a biography of a young American adventurer called Everett Ruess who disappeared whilst rambling through Utah in 1934. He was 20 years old when he disappeared and there are a great many theories about what happened to him. Personally I think he probably came to grief while climbing or scrambling up a cliff face in one of the canyons he was always keen to explore but others think he may have been murdered but no one will ever know for sure unless his remains turn up somewhere.
He has become a bit of a cult figure through the letters, diaries and artwork that he left behind and some think he could have been the inspiration for the adventures of Chris McCandless, the poor unfortunate who perished in Alaska some years ago upon whom the film “Into the Wild” was based.
Now I don’t identify much with Everett Ruess or Chris McCandless because whilst I do think they are very interesting characters I also think they were very selfish, immature young men who hurt the people closest to them and thought only of themselves.
I can though perhaps identify with their image of themselves as loners who have trouble socialising in the wider community. I have always had a bit of trouble this way myself although as I get older I am definitely more comfortable with myself and my surroundings. One of the advantages of getting older and growing up I suppose.
So if you have made it this far with todays entry I congratulate you as again it is nothing too interesting but I hope it has given you more of a look inside my personality and the next time you see me and think I may be acting a bit odd you will realise, perhaps to your dismay, that my behaviour is nothing out of the ordinary. Have a good weekend.