The computer lacks a certain romanticism which often makes me reluctant to use it as a medium of relation and expression. However, I do already tend to use it as a medium of relation and expression (or impression?). I seem to collect photographs and pictures of things I like which I come across, or poetry or song lyrics. I use facebook (a phenomenon, as vulgar as it is, which reveals aspects of the human psyche which are actually fascinating) to connect with people, be it through messaging a friend or through "lurking" through their photographs to see what they're up to. I have WWOOF Canada, The University of King's College, Banjo lessons and cookie recipes bookmarked on my computer, and it reflects bits about myself that really do make up me. My hotmail account has at least one email from just about everyone I care about, and many more whom I have communicated with that effect some aspect of my life. So indeed, quite a bit of me is already expressed in this medium.
Starting a blog does feel a little silly to me, probably because I am reminiscing on my days as a 13 year old girl writing in her online journal about who knows what, and probably because it doesn't feel as dignified as writing a book or starting an underground publication, but oh who cares. I enjoy writing, but I see little point in writing if no one will read it. Writing, along with everything, feels so essentially relational to me. So what a convenient way to share myself. People are so neat, so surely I must be kind of neat as well. I feel I have some things to share, and perhaps someone might find them interesting. At the very least, my Mum will. And I really quite like my Mum, so why not.
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