Music: Emerald Rose – “Three More Drops”
Seeing the Notre Dame up in flames was something I never expected to see in my lifetime. I’m not Catholic, but I never like to see any kind of holy place damaged, much less something that has such rich historical value as her. I can’t imagine how the French must feel. I’m glad to hear that the fire is out and that most of the structure is intact. Craziness!
I’ve been going back and forth about how I should share my poetry and shorts on my website. Should they be posts? Should they be static pages? There were pros and cons for each, but I think I’ve decided to do them as static pages. The reason? Despite me occasionally sharing a poem, this isn’t a poetry blog. It’s not a short story blog either. It’s a personal journal, a diary if you will, and my posts should be related to that.
Speaking of my journal, I noticed that there were 12 people following it. Why?!?! After looking into it, all but one (a friend) found me through WordPress Reader via the tags that I attached to my journal entries. Tagging my entries made them more public it seems. Not what I wanted! I’ve gone in and purged the tags, so that doesn’t happen again. I can’t do anything about the category tagging, so folks still might find me that way. What can you do?
This journal is out on the internet, so people are going to find it one way or another. But at the same time, I don’t want it blasted out to the masses. Not to point an accusatory finger at anyone but I got the feeling that the folks following me that came from the WordPress Reader just wanted a follow back, though I could be utterly wrong. Given that they found me via those tags and their motives were suspect, I opted to purge their subscriptions to my journal. I feel slightly guilty for doing so, on the off chance they followed because they enjoyed the content.
Didn’t get much of a lunch today due to things swirling at work, just a quick bite to eat and back to the grind. It’s been another non-stop day, so much so that I didn’t get off work until late. I don’t expect to be able to sit down and write more than this journal entry today, unfortunately. But I will say, I can tell something is changing. I don’t want to jinx things, but it’s as if the previously shattered vessel has taken this long to mend and is now slowly refilling again. But just like with Cerridwen’s cauldron, all it takes is three drops.