It blows my mind that so many of us carry a digital chronicle of our lives around in our pockets/purses/manbags everyday.
I’ve recently committed to doing The Artist’s Way, which has been a brilliant discipline for writing each morning, but it has also made me realise how much journalling (the good old fashioned kind) or even blogging has taken a backseat since our Camera Rolls took over as the annual memoir.
This is a snap-shot of the last 12 months or so, courtesy of Instagram.
Although awesomely heart-warming for me to scroll through, its potential flimsyness is rather crazy too. If iCloud was to disappear into cyberspace tomorrow, taking our trillion terabytes of content with it, I wouldn’t have a physical photo album from any later than 2008!
So, making a renewed vow to keep putting pen to paper, paint to canvas and photo to printer. After all, no-one would’ve bothered to read or republish Anne Frank’s ‘WordPress site’.
A diary however, stays sacred forever.