2016: So much promise, so little time
03/01/2016 § Leave a comment
Twitter time and output will reduce. I believe all of six followers out of 295 accounts actually read what I write and four only occasionally, which makes me think my content is not in keeping with Twitter standards or that I don’t perpetuate my content through less-immediate channels.
No celebrities other than the occasional Brit or Canadian, not much sports, Canadian-only politics, reclaiming some self-confidence and autonomy through personal achievement and improvement: not what Twitter wants to feature. The people who have time for me in real life don’t check into this social media platform very often. The time I spent last year on Twitter could have been invested in better, different endeavours. For example, I could have written more to my friend who told me a few months ago she had stage 4 cancer. I haven’t seen her online since October. I mailed a card at Christmas time.
I don’t expect my audience to grow, but I do expect my noise intake to decrease. I’ve added the RSS feeds of some of my favourite content providers for online browsing.
Here are my largest Red Notebook topics for 2015, in alphabetical order:
#ADHD, #diet, #encryption, #exercise, #keto, #lifehacker, #linux, #lowcarb, #movies, #onion, #pgp, #privacy, #python, #raspberrypi, #recipe, #recipes, #reddit, #sigils, #todo, #tolisten, #toread, #towatch, #tutorial
I feel excited and energized by the availability of online courses, new music, voices and ideas.
I’d like to be pleasantly surprised by people more often and less often let down by thoughtlessness or perceived malice this year, including my own. I will experiment with subduing the ego and opening perception. I’m writing more letters to people.
I will do more things that scare me and have some risk of failure. I nestled in homeostasis and was happy to let the world pass me by if it were mostly engaged in perpetuation of barbaric practices and self-destruction, until I woke up and recognized some of the people I care much for were moving ahead without me.