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New York City meets Munich


June 26th, 2002 · No Comments · Uncategorized

The Internet is a vast space, where the distance between any two points is zero. And the boundaries of the Internet are growing at a rapid rate.

For a person writing a web log, this means that Mom or Dad may drop by the site, the boss could pop in, or the police might browse on by. People who you think don’t have Internet access now might have it in a week.

On the web, write nothing that you wouldn’t tell everyone. If there’s someone in your life who you wouldn’t want to read your web log, the clock is ticking.

I find the process of web logging enjoyable for both what I can share, and what I can’t. The things which don’t make it to this pile of bytes you’re looking at can either reveal to me my intimate or my unkind thoughts. The former I cherish, the latter I strive to change. So what I write teaches me much about myself, for both what I say, and for what I do not say.

And it’s cheaper than my therapist.

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