The last time I wrote a long commentary, I spent a lot of time spacing out the paragraphs etc. Which for me, being a very recent "techno-phobe" mean't that it took almost all day. Only to find that when I pressed "publish post", it was all jammed together anyways, so...Maybe today when I attempt to type this I will not pay attention to all the crazy margins, or lack of them and just embrace this new world of the computer and see what happens.
It felt therapeutic to write that last bit about the offspring or "sprung offs" and it seemed to let a little light into a very dark and alone place. Who might be reading this? is of less consequence, perhaps. Or the absence of comments on the entries made. What the heck! I am joining the masses in the commonly held belief that more is better and the mode of communicating through cybersace is superior and more advanced than having a conversation with a person who is here now.
Is creating something personal, that can only be experienced by the one it is intended for, less valuable than communicating with the whole world at once? Perhaps balance is the key.
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