I couldn't access my blog until this evening because of computer problems. It's this kind of situation that makes me wonder why I depend more and more on technology that can fail. I suppose it's not unlike our ability to keep reaching out to others in friendship and romance, though some of those have disappointed in the past. I'm not meaning to equate the two, or at least hoping not to. I wouldn't want a virtual life to outpace my real life. I want, and expect, to always consider my virtual connections to be ancillary and assisting with my real life, not a substitute for it. So then, what is blogging for? I could be doing so many other things; this blog may fail to capture my continued attentions exactly because of that tension.
Perhaps the importance is not what this says about technology, but what it suggests about the other components of my life. While I easily question technology's role in my life, I don't as readily question the other parts of my life, especially those that have become habit. What about, for instance, my work? Should I question more whether it takes too much out of my "real" life? Ah, but what then is my "real" life? What core would I want to keep if I have to choose between those elements that presently constitute my life? And isn't that really what life asks me all the time? Every day that one thing is put aside for something else, there is a(n often unstated) choice being made--this is more important than that. Making that conscious could be one goal of a blog like this. But does it need to be made conscious to the world?
I will try to resolve this blogger's dilemma another day. For now, it's time for dreams. I think I'll keep the weird ones I had last night to myself--some things just shouldn't go public.
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