When you are sitting alone at home, writing blog posts, and publishing them to a totally empty space somewhere in the digital ether, it can be a bit difficult, feel all a bit pointless. But writing blogs knowing that there is literally a slim, probably tiny, only theoretical chance that someone may, by absolute random crazy fluke of a moment, read it, somehow makes it all worthwhile. It just gets the, I don’t know, spine tingling and goosebumps a bumping. That’s how it felt today – tingly bumpy.
As I read these words back to me now, I register this profound feeling that in the totality of all civilisation, I may be the only person to read this post. Ever. Wow, what a first day!
Postscript: Yesterday I got a follower (yes, that’s you Fractured Faith Blog, BFF). I’m almost ashamed of writing this post now.