Why study?

Why am I still doing this? 

And what is this, precisely?

I wake up every day and stumble around while I wait to get to work on stories about the community. Sometimes it seems there is a point to it, but others times I see that the way the world works has changed and what I do is not what people really want. 

Why should the facts get in the way?

I struggle to tell the complete story because no one can. The world in which I live co-exists with the worlds created by other people. I used to think that my work documenting local government might influence things, and perhaps it does.

I just don't see it because I'm in an older world. 

I think a lot about a side-step onto a different path and am trying to plot out what that might mean. I find myself looking at a list of universities in the United Kingdom. I want to look at journalism programs and study them and figure out what they actually do. I want to also try to figure out what people might actually want from the kind of work I do. 

Maybe I should start more general. I look at the "journalism" entry on Wikipedia and it gets interesting. I think about what I do and then I want to get to work. I know what stories I need to tell and I have a framework I have built to get them to an audience of a few thousand.

I have other frameworks I need to build to keep what I'm doing, but I still just want to understand why I feel a need to explain things. Is this all I can do? Have these stories consumed me? 

As I get further into this entry, the call comes to me that it is time to begin the reporting, which will begin today with producing an audio story because I have the information up in the editor. 

The work!

I am glad I did this because there were errors in the copy that should have been caught. I need to find a way to work with other people and pay people to do some of the work. I need this to be more than about me, or it's about nothing.