All Experiments Must Come to an End
I started this blog in part to see what would happen. Would it make me less inclined to use the phone? How would it affect my desire to write in my journal? Would it make me want to write letters more, or less, or would it make no difference in that area? Would it make me shoe-gazeingly happy? Would I have less desire to talk to real, live people?
Would it be a relief? How would it feel to zoom around without an editorial presence, and without a built-in readership? I had written columns, twice, for newspapers. Would the adrenaline output for this resemble the adrenaline output for those?
By now, I know what I think (I think), and so this blog will close at the end of the month. Next one will be more high-tech. I wound up liking that this was so untechnical (no 360-degree photos, no video feed, no pix); it allowed me to absorb the plain blogginess of the thing. I mean, if you grew up during the 80s, think back to your (whoever you are) first e-mails; think back to the first time you left a message on an answering machine; think of how it felt to watch a music video for the first time. Different.
Blogging is not the eight-track cassette; it's going to be around a while (heh heh on the Biggies).
This mode of expression requires more decisionmaking than I anticipated.
All right, that's all.

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