Today I got the following anniversary reminder in my email: I wholehertedly disagree with the idea that “6/20/1995 … feels just like yesterday”; it feels like another lifetime entirely. In a biological sense (cell age) I am a completely different organism. My mental landscape is also completely different as my brain is (surely) starting to calcify and I’m slowly turning into a stereotypical “I don’t understand kids these days” old man.
I don’t know how many blogs that I’ve attempted to start over the years. I usually get a few posts in and then that’s it; no more steam left in the tank to commit or, more often, it begins to feel like work. The minute something feels like work it triggers this deadman switch somewhere in my brain that says “no fun, must stop”. And then the poor old site becomes an orphan, part of the digital detritus that I’ve left over the 2+ decades that I’ve had a presence on the Internet.