Today I returned to Everything2 after about three years. Why was I back today? I told my father about Wikipedia as something useful to help him write his autobiography. I started to wonder if Everything2 would be useful for him as well. He wants to know about Australian history, and was looking up Murray Bridge.
I find Everything2 almost trance inducing, from its bland design, to the endless stream of apparantly irrelevant information that's available here, and also to the call for me to write something perhaps of no conceivable value to anyone.
I find so many things about life disappointing, particularly when people make a point to show they don't care, or that they don't take your interests to heart. There have got to be threads of hope available to each person, that you can cling to. There have got to be ways to navigate through the difficulties, without giving up your personal freedoms. There has got to be a vision of reality which means your life doesn't crash down around you when things go wrong.