Kind of well done...

So, this blog has gone over 600 visits. Not such a big deal in general, but it kind of feels good to know that the 6 of you that read it have gone into the trouble of visiting 100 times each. Or bad, cause it just shows that you (we) have a lot of time on your (our) hands. In any case, happy 600th visit, oh blog of personal expression! On the other hand, my photo site is nearing 5000 visits, and even if at least 1000 of them is myself seeing if anyone has visited (sad, I know), it’s still 4000 visits. Kewel!
Correct me if I’m wrong, but this can easily be compared to the excitement people used to feel when they got their own telephone line and also had their names registered. It was something new and exciting, knowing that people out there knew where and how to find you. People were waiting for someone to call them, and even if it was a wrong number or their local (to-be) elected representative, it still counted (or so I’m told, in any case). It is the same thing all over again, only at a different scale, since on the internet people are more often looking for people they don’t know. Or are they? Any way, I hope you got my point, I’m feeling good people are visiting my sites, even if this doesn’t make any (tangible) difference to me.
On the same note (but in a different tone), I also feel some sort of anxiety when I haven’t published anything for a while, blog-wise or photo-wise. It feels as if there’s people out there that are waiting to see what’s next from me, they’ve bookmarked my pages and come back to see if something new is there, and if not they’ll eventually get bored and never come back. Kind of like some sites along the lines of “Liberate bread from the plague of money” (in Greek only, don’t know where that link is, but basically bread-making recipes in an ideological context – and you think what I write about is weird!), which seem interesting (?) at first, but when nothing new is added, you never go back again. This is (wait for it) a glimpse for me (not quite yet) on how people can get addicted (…) to being famous (..giggle…), to being in the centre of attention (subdued laughter), to being stars (yes, you can finally roll on the floor laughing now). Interesting. I think.
In any case, my dear readers, this has been another post. 600 visits and all is well! :)