Saturday, October 14, 2006
This is Audubon Circle. It's on the border between Brookline and Boston, not far from where I live.
There is nothing about these pictures that captures the glaring orange sunlight, the brilliant shimmer of the distant Prudential Center, the cool air balanced just on the edge of what will finally begin to turn the leaves red. I feel like what I write here often misses the point in much the same way.
I am suffering from a bit of angst, too, about this whole exercise in internet-soul-spilling. For one thing, some people seem to see this as a low-maintenance way of keeping in touch with me (which begins to feel a bit lonely from this end), and for another, sometimes I imagine that I'd like to be as aloof and impassive on the internet as I can be in real life. And then of course there's that uneasy feeling I get when I realize that I've revealed way more to people I know than I ever meant to, just by telling them about this website.
Of course, there are plenty of good reasons to continue, one of which is that I don't know a lot of you in real life, and we would never have known each other in any sense were it not for this. And besides, some old habits are hard to break. So, I am still working on a new format for this whole thing in spite of it all. In the meanwhile, you know how to reach me. (amanda at ageoldsongs dot com)
There is nothing about these pictures that captures the glaring orange sunlight, the brilliant shimmer of the distant Prudential Center, the cool air balanced just on the edge of what will finally begin to turn the leaves red. I feel like what I write here often misses the point in much the same way.
I am suffering from a bit of angst, too, about this whole exercise in internet-soul-spilling. For one thing, some people seem to see this as a low-maintenance way of keeping in touch with me (which begins to feel a bit lonely from this end), and for another, sometimes I imagine that I'd like to be as aloof and impassive on the internet as I can be in real life. And then of course there's that uneasy feeling I get when I realize that I've revealed way more to people I know than I ever meant to, just by telling them about this website.
Of course, there are plenty of good reasons to continue, one of which is that I don't know a lot of you in real life, and we would never have known each other in any sense were it not for this. And besides, some old habits are hard to break. So, I am still working on a new format for this whole thing in spite of it all. In the meanwhile, you know how to reach me. (amanda at ageoldsongs dot com)