I am caring less and less for my personal email account. So much of it is cluttered with unnecessary communication. Weeds. And I sometimes feel this obligation to answer every email personally. I am fading away from emails.
I am strangely enjoying the connections established with Facebook. I like the idea of throwing up a few words, catching up with good friends, and the sort.
But, no, email is not enticing me much any more. Less of a priority.
I love the feel of the pen in my hand, and the real paper of a journal or a book.
