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| Even at 37 years old, I’ve seen many things change. I took a typing class in junior high and learned on both a manual and electronic typewriter. I didn’t see my first computer until high school, a little Apple II that didn’t even have a hard drive. Yet I'm sure the school paid thousands of dollars for it. In college 4 years later, computer technology advanced quite a bit, though not the price tag. For $2500 I purchased a Gateway 486 (Pentium wasn’t a term yet) 66 MHz processor with 16 megs of RAM and 420 megabyte hard drive (Gigabyte wasn't a term, yet either). My first year, the internet was limited to colleges and it was all text driven. The fastest modem you could buy was 4800 bps – and at a hefty price at that – and the only internet service provider available was Compuserve. Online journaling was not even on the most forward-thinking technological guru’s radar screen. I, along with most of you, began writing with pen (or pencil) and paper. Many times I used whatever paper was on hand (I have a binder full of loose paper of all shapes, sizes and color), spiral notebooks, and even fancy journals (mostly given as gifts). When I finished one journal, I began another. I didn’t count the pages as I went along. I never thought completing a journal ended a specific journey. I merely ran out of pages. This journal is the same as far as I’m concerned. This is not a book where I can say “The End”, tie it up with a fancy little bow, and leave you with a profound thought or sense of closure like most other books you read. Nope. When I use up this last page of Catching Idle Butterflies, I place it on a shelf and pick up a new journal to fill up. Other than that, nothing will change. I’m on the same journey now as when I began. However, come Monday morning (I’m taking Sunday off), you will no longer be able to leave comments. Instead, again starting Monday, I invite you to visit with me at my new journaling home:
I hope to see you there, because I long for you to continue this journey with me. I would miss you if you didn’t. |
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