Blogging: an open diary? a therapeutic forum that passes no immediate judgment or praise? a tool for self-exploration and networking? The appeal of the blank page (be it web or paper) draws me in intensely, whilst simultaneously creating a huge-knot-in-my-stomach feeling at being held accountable for my thoughts and my views on life, love and literature.
But this is exactly what I seek. The blankness of a space to call my own through rants, insights and thoughts on stuff that matters me to me most. In this day an age, it is often by our digital footprints that we are remembered: our contributions tracked and measured against our google-ability. For better or worse: a marriage between our “real” and our “perceived” selves. And so, so here is a small non-facebook step towards writing a self and birthing it into this digital universe we have concocted.
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