So many that I know only through these wires and bits. I wish I knew you in person. I wish I knew your face because I’d seen it in real sunlight, your voice in my ears and not through recording. I think often of all that I have known in this unreal universe. Are you as real as I feel. Come in and know me better my friend
Hey, hi, hello
I used to spend a lot of time here. Many of you I miss tremendously.
Life is complicated and messy but if you think I’ve forgotten about you….I haven’t. It’s just been a long time and I know it’s kind of weird but please know that if we were in the same room it would be as if no time had passed at all.
I miss you.
Yes….
You
wait ok now i’m curious how old were you when you joined tumblr and how old are you now
Perspective
I miss this place. Not the place, the people, the time, the interaction, the good times, the bad times and most of all the connections to people I otherwise would not have encountered in my life.
I come here from time to time, scroll back a ways and see who is still here. Like a few posts here and there and then disappear again. I don’t like being that person. If I’m in, I want to be all in. If I’m out I should be all out but I had invested so much time and energy into the people here that I can’t bring myself to delete completely.
Today, I read a message from Tiago Forte about about how he believes we are coming to the end of the attention age. Where apps, and social media and marketers have exhausted our capacity to give meaningful attention to all that is out there. I connected and resonated with that.
The ‘social’ no longer truly applies to social media. Almost all of them have become marketing tools instead of the places I would go to find people like me and people unlike me that were capable of opening doors to the world at large. I took a day this year and removed all 'social’ media apps from my phone. So, to be social takes the effort of sitting down at a computer and logging in the apps. It’s enough resistance to restore my peace of mind but also enough to create a small twinge of sadness at the people and connection that I have lost.
Where I struggle now is how to stay connected with the world of humanity without being bombarded with bids for my attention from people who only want me as a participant in their ability to expand their brand.
I’m good with old fashioned. I’m good with letters, written by hand and thought out. I’m good with a text message or even a slew of emails from people not asking me for anything but my interest in their lives.
This is all just a brain dump and a lamentation to the wind.
So, I’ve been trying some new things lately.
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Speaking of books it’s been a while since I’ve seen one of these posts going around & I’m curious so everyone could you tell me what you are reading rn in the tags please
I had an opportunity to go to Farmlandia this past weekend. The events of life had coalesced in a way that allowed me to be part of a guild meeting and left time to see Cary at a place that is precious to me.
We talked for many hours. We walked the grounds, I saw fence posts that I had set in years past. We talked about all that was still there and those things that had gone away.
It was good to be with people again. People that had once been strangers in a strange land but who now are as close as family.
I think I might be going through some stuff. I’ve not been to tumblr in quite some time. As I go through my timeline I see fewer and fewer posts. The people I follow have gone elsewhere.
This once was a place where I connected. I know it’s me, I left and I assume so did many others. I’m certain we all have our reasons. This isn’t Cheers.
I shouldn’t have assumed that Carla will still be waiting tables or that Sam will still be tending bar. Fraser moved to Seattle and Cliff retired from the post office. I found out that Coach died a while back, sorry I missed the funeral. Condolences will be empty coming from my mouth because if I truly cared I would have known. Norm was still here and that was how I found out. I hope everyone is well.
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There was a time I lived here. Many moons ago. Now I pop in on occasion and roll through the dash. Glad to see so many still here.
Todays observation was that I remember a time that Vines were posted frequently. Now it’s tik-tok. Good to know we are all still goofballs in hats. The only thing that changed is the hat.
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Yesterday I told Katie about liking magazines. I remembered having subscription to Rolling Stone when I was younger. Back when it was big format pages. Janet Jackson was in the cover with a hand bra. My mother saw the cover and made me cancel my subscription.
The same happened with the first Sports Illustrated Swimsuit issue I received
The Sears catalog never got canceled
Been a minute. Here’s my face. No one asked. I’m sorry, you’re welcome.
what’s the first movie you remember seeing in theaters? don’t try and be all edgy and cool and say like tetsuo: the iron man. be honest.
Go!!
Jurassic Park. I was TERRIFIED from the get-go. I hid my face behind my mom’s shoulder in the seat next to me from right after the first death until the end. I didn’t sleep for days, convinced there were velociraptors surrounding my bed, ready to eat me alive.
Empire Strikes Back at a Drive-in Theater. I fell asleep.
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It’s been a minute. Busy time of year. So far it’s been a good one. Just about down to the 1 week mark when I can catch a breath, take 2 consecutive days off and hold that breath until mid-January when the season finally ends.
In super general terms. Life is good at present. The demon dogs barking at the back of my mind are telling me to get ready for a kick in the nuts. I’m working on eliminating that latent pessimism and replacing it with obnoxious optimism.
Katie and my oldest started looking for houses, preferably on hill with more land. I like the idea but the thought of moving is not something I’m interested in. I’d rather just work on projects at our current home to make it better.
They did find a house built in 1927 that has mahogany everything within our price range that had be salivating. So, maybe we will be moving soon.
When I started this post I immediately remembered the meet up I was planning that was scheduled for 10-10-2020. It got cancelled for some reason. I’m certain that if I go back through my posts I’ll find several mentions of missing seeing yall in meatspace. We should do that again.