Thu, 10 Apr 2014 13:45:47 GMT

I seem to be having an odd phase in my relationship to the Internet right now. I compose imaginary posts in my head but I'm never sure what to do with them. To put them on twitter I'd have to make them brief but still interesting or witty, and I somehow feel like to put them here they'd have to have some substance, some seriousness, although I'm not sure why. Facebook would probably be the best fit if I could bring myself to use it but I am so repelled by it that I have actually deleted my account there. There's Google plus but that feels empty - I'm not sure what it is for except perhaps a sort of LinkedIn for geeks.

I suspect it's partly because of the way my devices have changed - my primary browsing devices don't encourage typing and when I'm on the laptop there's the siren call of work to be done so I'm not in reflective mood. And perhaps it's also that now I'm older I want to be more profound, but that's too high a bar to clear. I'm going to have another try at pushing past the barrier, see if I can post once a week for a while even if it's something ordinary. I love looking back at this so it seems a shame not to keep it up.

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