I’ve said before that I do this (maintain this website) for me. So how come I feel slightly guilty for hardly touching it for a week?
The weird thing is that I feel and think exactly the same when some of my regular reads go on hiatus (take a hiatus? what’s the correct usage here?).
I visit many sites every day, some twice a day. I’ll visit, read any updates and move on. If the site hasn’t been updated, I’ll go back and check it. Day after day. Slowly getting annoyed that the person who’s site it is didn’t have the courtesy to let us know where he/she is… but why do I think that they should? Ask anyone who maintains a ‘blog’ and they will tell you that it is not the most important thing in their life. Quite right too. So why do I attach the same emotions and thoughts to it as I do to my friends and family?
I should, at this point, mention that I am easily the world’s worst at keeping in touch. I live near one of my work colleagues and we’ve become good friends. I give her a lift into work most mornings, and now consider her a close friend. Yet I hardly contacted her at all last week.
Now I know that’s what friends are for… putting up with the bad bits, and helping you enjoy the good, but I do have a tendency to take my friends for granted.
So to all my friends, whether I know you personally, or just through this medium, I apologise, in retrospect and advance, for being a crap friend.
Mind you, on the other hand, you don’t contact me all that often either… 😉