The urge of writing
Maybe I’m getting old, maybe that’s my new life in Spain, maybe that’s due to decline of Twitter. But I feel the urge of writing: writing notes, writing thoughts, writing about me and my ideas that don’t survive a week, writing whatever comes to my mind.
Hoping someone will find a crumb of usefulness and inspiration in these words, digital ink with negligible ambitions.
And I have the impression I’m not alone with this urge in their fingers. I don’t have numbers to prove that, but from what I can see in my bubble, more and more people are sharing their life and projects in this ephemeral land of zeros and ones, outside the big social media, silently telling that they exist in the world. Well, I exist too :)
Dear visitor, you’re welcome. Will I write regularly? I have some ideas, but I don’t promise anything, and no one is expecting that too.
Cheers ✌️