Yesterday I was at mom's house and she had a folder in her lap filled with papers that she was going through and trying to sort out. She handed me one and asked me if I knew who wrote it.
As a matter of fact I did.
Me.
It was dated February 7, 2003.
I had only been blogging for about three months.
(Was there even an internet way back then?)
You know, that's what it FEELS like.
Something suspicious is going on with the spacetime continuum. I'm sure of it. It's speeding up. It's palpable.
Anyway, as I read the little essay I realized how philosophical I was being that day. There is a sharp contrast between those days and these days, that's for sure. Here's the entry from the Way Back machine:
http://www.deardiary.org/yetzirah/2003/02/07/breadcrumbs/#comments
I don't know what to think about it. On the one hand, I feel more settled and comfortable in my own skin nowadays, so I have a lot less angst. On the other hand, after all this time blogging, I think I am less transparent in my entries.
Speaking of which... that word 'Transparent" brought a certain movie to mind. Have any of you seen the movie, "The Circle"?
Emma Watson and Tom Hanks are in it. It portrays certain elements of social media that awaken my now slumbering Luddite tendencies and force them out into the light of day like Zombies, all of which are moaning.... "I toooold youuuu sooooo..."
But here's the thing.... I'm still as philosophical as ever. I have now ventured into realms that I can barely articulate to myself, let alone laying out my cogitations about the nature of Being to the merciless scrutiny of our dear friend ().
(I am always open to hearing properly expressed cogitations on any number of worthy subjects. I just get a little testy about hearing once again whether Miss Lydia is fully satisfied with her lot in life and other frivolous minutia having to do with your vast and varied psychological shortcomings.)
I rest my case.
Anyway, it was interesting to see what was occupying my thoughts at this same time of year fifteen years ago.
And it turns out, I am still here, leaving breadcrumbs.
I suppose that's something....
