I have been living them these past few days.
And I have liked it.
Actually I have loved it.
The weekend went by without even a glance to my closed laptop.
The wind of the weekend picked me up and carried me into my three-dimensional life and kept me there swirling around supported and loved by the most important people in my life.
This white space world feels so transitory most of the time. People opening up shop while many others are closing down. The time suck and the distraction of it proving to be too much for many. And I get it.
I really get it.
I have struggled with the realization that when I close the computer, most of the people that live there disappear. There are only a rare few that have stepped over the boundary of the computer and stepped into my life becoming a real person to me. And even with that rare few, I am realistic and know that it takes time and energy to build a lasting relationship. At least for me. That's how it is for me.
I have written before about numbers and stats and followers and what's the point really. To what end? has been my mantra....
But then when I write for me and for the history of my family, I have my answer.
That is my end.
This blogging journey can be a real mind riddle.