There was a
time, before facebook was big, when I would record my thoughts and images and
poetry on this blog. Now it feels like
visiting an old school or a closed down factory that I used to work at. It seems like a lifetime away. There are great advantages to FB and Instagram
but there is a big disadvantage too.
With a blog, you are writing for yourself, it’s your diary, your
personal log. Sure some people will look
and comment and say “that’s nifty” or whatever but the purpose of a blog, for
me, is for me.
I look back
at the old posts and it’s incredibly interesting to me…I doubt it’s possible to
be as interesting to others. Now I find
myself missing that candid expression that blogging used to provide. Facebook is too public. I have 814 friends on Facebook and I don’t
for a minute believe I actually know them all.
Some are old acquaintances that I never bothered to DE-FRIEND.
I find
myself feeling less and less free to express what I want on such a massively
auto-broadcasted forum. I speak a
certain way to the kids that I’ve helped get through abusive childhoods, and a
different way to the buddies that I went to college or high school with. My tone and vocabulary is different if I’m
speaking with my in-laws compared to an old co-worker.
So I think I
just might go ahead and blow some of the digital dust off of this outdated blog
and see what I might have to say these days…to me.
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