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Leaving Facebook

I have used Facebook for quite a few years now. My interactions fell into three categories:

  1. Seeing and reacting to posts of friends and acquaintances
  2. Sharing stories that I thought would be of interest to others. I've made a point of trying to double-source news from reputable sources or to state explicitly that the item had not been confirmed.
  3. Posting longer essays that I have written after long periods of dwelling on a given topic.
Now that I have left Facebook, the first item will need to be supplemented with other communications. I kept up with friends and loved ones before Facebook and expect to reinvigorate those atrophied muscles.

I do feel as if I still have something to contribute with the other two items, if only for an audience of one, myself. Most folk keep Facebook open long-term on their devices and so finding what I had posted was just a matter of catching upon it in the fire hose of other postings. Now readers will be required to work harder if they have any interest in seeing my thoughts and stories.

That places a burden on me to make it worth the effort for others to come to this page. The internet is still littered with blogs that died out after a few meager postings.  

So, I do commit to post at least one item of interest here each day until further notice.  There will be interruptions for travel, illness, etc., but as long as I am healthy and in a stable setting I will commit to posting here daily.

This is new for me. If you have enjoyed my writing in the past perhaps you can see fit to share it with others. If not, feel free to derogate it to others. 

Most important of all, if you happen to see something here of interest please comment so that this can become a dialogue and not a monologue. Monologues have their place, but this is not one of them.

So, let me end with what I should have begun with:  welcome. I'm glad you stopped by here.

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