Well ok. Fine. This was supposed to be a secret until such time as I felt like unveiling it... not that there's much to unveil... but oh well. I should have known better.
You've probably all noticed that I vanished, rather, from the blogosphere over the past however-long-it's-been.
I feel like I should apologize for not visiting and commenting. And maybe I should. But... well... I'm not going to. The Fact is, I think blogging is a good example of how we can create a false sense of obligation (in blogging, by whether or not/how often we comment on our friends' blogs) then allow that whatever-it-is to take up a larger portion of our time and energy than it should. If it ever starts to feel like an obligation rather than a liberty we're missing the point.
I have this quirk ... it says I absolutely refuse for my time to be controlled by such things as my cell phone. Hence, in case you didn't know this already (or even if you did) I sometimes just arbitrarily choose to ignore it when it rings. Yes, I do. For me it's a matter of principle. Or... in this case... blogs. If I feel like blogstuffs are beginning to control my time rather than the other way around I'll just act for a while as if I lived way back in the year 2000 and blogging doesn't exist.
I want you all to know... each one of you... that I think of you whether or not I'm reading or commenting on your blog. I mean that sincerely. Each one of you. Let's not ever let technology (blessing though it often is, especially as a means of communication) dictate our perception of each other's love.
One more thing: the main reason I changed my blog is because I never intended for people I didn't know to read it. That's just me. In this particular arena, I like my privacy. My intention has always been for what I write here to be restricted to the intimacy of my own circle of friends - and maybe some of your friends. Not, of course, that I have ever really treated it like an online journal - not intimate in that sense. But you people have the right to this piece of my life - you are my friends. They aren't. They don't.
So there you have it.
I'm back.
"I ought to say that it isn't an ordinary sort of boat. Sometimes it's a Boat, and sometimes
it's more of an Accident. It all depends."
"Depends on what?"
"On whether I'm on the top of it or underneath it."
3 comments:
...well, you can imagine his joy when he saw the good ship The Brain of Pooh (Captain, C. Robin, First Mate, P. Bear) coming over the sea...
hello.
Dan, you be ever so right on this here subject. I feel with ya dude. Power to the people!
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