Splinder Is Eating My Homework Time
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Thursday. The dangerous thing about Splinder is not writing. Writing takes however long writing takes. The dangerous thing is everybody else. Somebody comments, so you visit their blog. They link somebody interesting. That person links three more people. Suddenly physics has been waiting forty-five minutes and you know the emotional history of a stranger in Bologna.
The Internet has invented corridors.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Reflections & Dialogue
0 Thoughts
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.