Why did I even create a blog?
It was a trap. I knew it.
My mom warned me about the world and its many dangers, but jeez, I did not think this would be such a hassle.
You know, when at some point in your life, you’re bored? Not the “seriously” bored. Just the “little bit” bored, the “dark chocolate” bored. And then a little voice somewhere up there in your mind shares:
“Would be fun to create a blog, no?”
le me, at 3 am, a full moon night
But I got fooled! By one of the many “me”s in my head, damaged by thinking too much about some philosophical questions.
For crabs, do humans walk sideways?
I have a tortured mind.
And you know, after building the thing, you realize you finished the actual fun part.
Don’t get me wrong, writing is cool. Unless you have the i-have-so-many-ideas-and-yet-I-cannot-manage-to-finish-one-****ing-article-because-you-actually-have-to-work-to-get-one-done syndrom.
Followed by the usual existential questions.
Like: what did I even create a blog for?
Trying to get my thoughts back in order, I may see a couple of reasons:
- create an online presence/identity
- impress the girl next door
- keep ranting about things*
- tell Mom** I achieved one thing this year
** not the girl next door
Hey, who knows? This may be the only post of this blog.
Like the guy who never cooks, and after fearlessly achieving tagliatelle carbonara — the fake one, with cream and bacon — thinks: “wow, that was great, let’s celebrate by ordering thai for the next six months!“.
And what will I even blog about?
DAMN. Content. Right. Tech I guess, a little bit of photography maybe. I guess this blog will end like my Twitter account: focused on one topic at the beginning (let’s say tech), then slowly drifting to ethic, memes, politics and french cuisine evangelism, the whole thing ending in a incomprehensible melting pot even NYC would be envious of.
I will try to focus on the Web in general though, from front-end to UX, from naïve visions/wishes to more classic growling. And some additional random things from time to time.
How often will I write?
The thing is if I don’t commit, this will be anarchy, but If I say “every month”, I know I won’t do it. I AM DOOMED.
The content of this blog will be improvised. Like this post.