Just an observation.
I picked up my old Journal recently. You know, pen and paper, bound in some kind of covering. (Actually it is the same kind we use as inserts for Oberon Leather Journals, but I started it in 2000, so it was before I was working for Oberon, but that means I could get it covered!) Anyways, I picked it back up. Not to read, but to use it again. I find that having done so, I have been posting here more often, but with distinctly different content.
Here I post about my brewing, or something else that, while important or interesting to me, is also pretty innocuous, and won't come back to haunt me. Either by something being misinterpreted by someone reading it, or in the re-telling. (Which actually happens, random as that may be)
With pen and paper, which I don't expect anyone to read, whell, maybe some grandkids in the distant future might, but no one who may be connected with any of the thoughts contained within. It is an odd thought, I figure plenty folk have a similar feeling, that with the opportunity to share every little thought online, you have a care with what you say and how you say it, due to the vast audience potential that it brings. I know that this is where filters come in handy, but the reason I don't post topics that I wouldn't have be common knowledge is because I know that if I put it out there, eventually it will get around, and somehow, somewhere, find someone it shouldn't have, and then I'll need to clean it up.
So, I keep such thoughts in a quiet little book, where I can work on them until I am done with them. Then, when they are finished I can share them at my leisure.
Perhaps it is just the tail end of a restless day, or that looking over past posts there was one that was personal (everything else was brewing, new car, work, and that one personal entry was frighteningly similar to this one, an apology for not being completely forthright I guess) but I felt like sharing this particular thought, again.
Or maybe I just needed to say that I think about more than just brewing.
That is all, carry on.
Here I post about my brewing, or something else that, while important or interesting to me, is also pretty innocuous, and won't come back to haunt me. Either by something being misinterpreted by someone reading it, or in the re-telling. (Which actually happens, random as that may be)
With pen and paper, which I don't expect anyone to read, whell, maybe some grandkids in the distant future might, but no one who may be connected with any of the thoughts contained within. It is an odd thought, I figure plenty folk have a similar feeling, that with the opportunity to share every little thought online, you have a care with what you say and how you say it, due to the vast audience potential that it brings. I know that this is where filters come in handy, but the reason I don't post topics that I wouldn't have be common knowledge is because I know that if I put it out there, eventually it will get around, and somehow, somewhere, find someone it shouldn't have, and then I'll need to clean it up.
So, I keep such thoughts in a quiet little book, where I can work on them until I am done with them. Then, when they are finished I can share them at my leisure.
Perhaps it is just the tail end of a restless day, or that looking over past posts there was one that was personal (everything else was brewing, new car, work, and that one personal entry was frighteningly similar to this one, an apology for not being completely forthright I guess) but I felt like sharing this particular thought, again.
Or maybe I just needed to say that I think about more than just brewing.
That is all, carry on.