Time fascinates me more than anything else in the world. It intrigues me that each year of my life passes by more quickly than the last. And that I will be dead someday.
I installed the “On this day” feature as a point of interest for me, above all else. I’m fascinated by it. A year ago I was in a lot of the same, dramatic, intense situations I find myself in now. I was voraciously busy. And a year ago today was one of the coolest ever days.
I’m pensive tonight about a note from a long-time reader who calls my site “impersonal”. This was a jaw-dropper for me. But I have heard bits and pieces of this before. She told me it’s not like the memorable chameleon (an old version), which she thought was better suited for me.
My weblog has taken on a more professonal tone, and, over the years, the ultra-personal stuff has faded. But I still like to think I have balance of serious and goofy, analyses and musings.
My weblog is and always has been a big experiment, after all. When creating the chameleon in 2003, I had been in a stage of my life that prompted me to be more creative and to show more creativity. I became known as an artistic person, but it took a long time for me to feel that mold. Now, as I (knowingly and unknowingly) refine my tone, I’m amused and sometimes disappointed that people who link me use words like “musings” in their descriptions. But then again, isn’t that what I want to preserve? Or not?
I definitely remember more comments in the past, especially silly ones. I miss those. A weblog’s design and content can have a big effect on the number and quality of comments, and so too can other commenters set precedents.
The experiment continues, and time marches on.