Beginning

Why am I here? That’s a big question that I’ll give a small answer to.

If “here” is wordpress, it’s to keep a record. I stopped using Instagram with any regularity a couple years ago and I have noticed marked improvements in my mental health, my technological habits, my ability to experience a thing for the sole purpose of experiencing it. I’ve gone to so many concerts and not even taken my phone out once. I really love that, and I don’t think the existence of this blog will change that habit. I hope not at least.

I do miss the record, though. The archive. I still take pictures of things I do, things I’m proud of, things I love. I don’t want those to stay in my phone’s photo album or on the cloud or in the occasional “here’s what I’m up to this weekend” message I remember to send my mom via text. I’d like to have a little place I can make these things more “public” without the inherent guilt I’ve felt around the vanity of Traditional Social Media. If people want to see this, I’ll let them know where to find it. They can look as often or as little as they want, and there is no reliance on an algorithm to get it on their feeds. There aren’t likes, or shares, or views, whatever. Look if you want.

Truthfully, it’s for me more than anything. I’d like whatever this is to exist as a place to journal, to share any creative outlets, to show progress on various projects. I believe that our perception of how to exist online has been so warped in the aftermath of the creation of Facebook/Twitter/Instagram. The Feeds. My response to that feeling has been to revert to a near zero impact, but I’ve realized I need to rediscover that pre-social media era. I’m a RETVRN guy for blogs now, I guess.

Anyway, this is rambly. This is all gonna be rambly.