I was here before; a decade or two ago; early 2000s. I remember a different world from back then. A more open world, exciting and slowing connecting remote corners of the world. The Internet was starting to spread like tendrils of a plant sensing and grasping for support amongst millions of souls from the developing world and I was amongst them. Logging online from a small town somewhere in India.
This place was my chance to emote and express. My formative years spent online because the offline world had so little in terms of change in my every day life. My opportunities felt limited and my reach bound my vicinity. But the internet was different, and I blogs I read online was like a window opening into someone's life that I could watch, see and learn from. Honestly, I was hooked. I wanted to know, everything about everything. Except like the ocean, it was vast and overwhelming. I wanted to tell my own stories much like the people I read online but I soon came to the conclusion, maybe I wasn't gifted. Maybe my life wasn't exciting enough. I just couldn't keep up.
But the hope never died. I think, now more than ever I need to journal and log more than I did before. It is what will likely help in keeping me sane. Even though generating text nowadays can be outsourced to LLMs, maybe the art of writing will still try to keep up with the times.
This place was my chance to emote and express. My formative years spent online because the offline world had so little in terms of change in my every day life. My opportunities felt limited and my reach bound my vicinity. But the internet was different, and I blogs I read online was like a window opening into someone's life that I could watch, see and learn from. Honestly, I was hooked. I wanted to know, everything about everything. Except like the ocean, it was vast and overwhelming. I wanted to tell my own stories much like the people I read online but I soon came to the conclusion, maybe I wasn't gifted. Maybe my life wasn't exciting enough. I just couldn't keep up.
But the hope never died. I think, now more than ever I need to journal and log more than I did before. It is what will likely help in keeping me sane. Even though generating text nowadays can be outsourced to LLMs, maybe the art of writing will still try to keep up with the times.