This Journal of Mine
I started this blog back in 2003. A few of you who read this may recall I used to update this journal regularly (posting my tweets doesn't count). Every now and then I go over my old posts and think it's strange to see what I've written. Not so much that I've changed or I'm embarrassed, it's just that it takes me back to a time in college when I was reflective, taking Bible and History and Philosophy classes and crazy enough to get into an debate with an atheist in an online community at 2 am. I'd write long posts about this or that and half hope, half fear someone would actually comment on them.
I look back on this and sometimes think I'd like to get back into that. But I always end up not finding the time, or stopping, wondering if I really want to post anything, or have anything worthwhile to say.
Now part of this is just that I'm busy. But part of this is motivation. Hardly anyone is still on LiveJournal so it's either public or basically posting to myself and it's just different from posting to this back in my college days vs cross posting something here to be read by a whole bunch of people on Facebook (some of whom I may have to actually interact with face to face, imagine that?) . I have a job and family now too, and I'm a lot more self conscious about posting these days. That and I probably just don't have as much stomach for it. Or the confidence in my own infallible opinion that I had in college.
I worry that part of this means I just haven't been as intellectually stimulated over the time since I've graduated, which is one reason I keep coming back here. I can't do on Twitter and Facebook quite what I used to do here and that bugs me. That's why I can't bring myself to just cut the cord and declare the journal officially dead. That and sentiment I suppose.
Maybe I'll get back to a regular posting pattern here. Maybe not. If not, I'm glad for what I've had here and if you were around to discuss, argue, or just observe me, thank you. You've been a big part of my growing process.
I look back on this and sometimes think I'd like to get back into that. But I always end up not finding the time, or stopping, wondering if I really want to post anything, or have anything worthwhile to say.
Now part of this is just that I'm busy. But part of this is motivation. Hardly anyone is still on LiveJournal so it's either public or basically posting to myself and it's just different from posting to this back in my college days vs cross posting something here to be read by a whole bunch of people on Facebook (some of whom I may have to actually interact with face to face, imagine that?) . I have a job and family now too, and I'm a lot more self conscious about posting these days. That and I probably just don't have as much stomach for it. Or the confidence in my own infallible opinion that I had in college.
I worry that part of this means I just haven't been as intellectually stimulated over the time since I've graduated, which is one reason I keep coming back here. I can't do on Twitter and Facebook quite what I used to do here and that bugs me. That's why I can't bring myself to just cut the cord and declare the journal officially dead. That and sentiment I suppose.
Maybe I'll get back to a regular posting pattern here. Maybe not. If not, I'm glad for what I've had here and if you were around to discuss, argue, or just observe me, thank you. You've been a big part of my growing process.