Another consequence of my obsession with new social networks is that I always go back to take a second look at my old internet endeavours. This probably happens because, honestly, there’s not much happening over on Google+ at this point. So I procrastinate. Because a 39-year-old working dad with house, wife, mortgage, health issues and three kids between 3 and 8 has nothing better to do at midnight, right?
Thus, for the first time in well over a year I’ve started posting meaningless posts on tumblr, automatically (and surprisingly) sending permalinks East, West, South and North (or at least to Twitter and Facebook). I’m always an enterprising little bugger when it comes to these things — full synchronization!
I sometimes miss blogging. I remember it was the reason for setting up this account 4 years ago. 4 years! So it’s been even longer since I actually blogged. But, like before, I don’t really have much to say on any particular topic, and I’m terribly ambiguous about the whole “I”-perspective in blogging. I don’t like to talk about myself, but I love to write — so what do I do if writing from a personal perspective is the only thing I can do?
On the other hand I always enjoy reading personal anecdotes from my friends. Of course, that doesn’t happen very often anymore. Most communication consist of 140 letters (Twitter) or three words and a link (Facebook).