Now what? I suppose this to be an experiment in something or other. Online journalling, something to do. A digital pen pal of sorts, perhaps; just one that doesn’t write back. I guess I’ll find out.
I will admit, there is a sort of sense of prowess and, well, power which comes with owning a blog. Not unlike having a website, really, just a different purpose, and usefull or useless as it may be. Usefull or useless as it *will* be, probably. Who in the wide, wide world would be interested in my (at the moment increadibly) confused life is beyond me. But what do I know. I’m just a silly human, and there are millions like me. And who knows. It’s a mad world.
So, here’s to whatever this beast becomes; that which is called a blog.