And yet another lines that come up as I was forced to ponder about the modern information era

With all these posts in this blog - well, technically, if some shady secret agencies were to decide to hire people to study my writings here and send a person to earn my trust by behaving accordingly just to spy on me, technically, they could.

But when any of these casual civilians don't even bother to do that, I don't see why anyone would attempt it. It's not like I'm that suspicious or even remotely interesting to earn that sort of attention, really. If anything, this log, to anyone else, would just be a mere specimen to show how one may have performed constant reflections of some selected small parts of a life. An anecdotal experience one couldn't really use in answering GP questions.

Thus this web log (or b-log/blog, as the popular term goes) is just a slightly dramatic way to show how an undramatic person I am and the life I am currently leading. Maybe. Well, technically.

By the way, I can see how it is unusual it is to comment on one's personal log, but I keep the comment button up anyway not only for aesthetics. If anyone by some chance (which is understandably small, given the meagre number of readers I have, not counting the bots) has some opinions or an urge to say something, feel free to use it. If not, feel free to not use it.

As the label says, I am talking to a wall, which is not a Facebook wall neither it is an actual, physical wall.