At one time people read this blog. It went dormant, it died, and it was stagnant. So, no one really knows it’s here. It would be better in some ways to produce short-form content like social media. Better maybe, but I get to choose.
Ah choice, ah freedom, I breathe it in and do not take it for granted.
So, one day will I publish a book of these posts? Maybe, but probably not. Will my kids stumble upon these moments, snapshots of what went on in my head? Maybe, but probably not.
Will these posts provide wisdom to a future generation? Will they make me rich and famous? Probably not.
What is the value of this digital log? Intermittent at best, it is a recording. That’s all no more no less.