SEO ruined me
I took a few classes in the beginning of the pandemic at the Colorado Free University that kind of ruined my blogging. See, it was one thing to be blogging semi-anonymously without a care in the world, but quite another to understand how I was going to be filed away in the internet of imagination. If you've taken a second to peruse any iota of this blog, you've seen I have been pretty free with the titles and the content as well. It's been, shit, this is on my mind, time to spill that, etc. I have close to a thousand entries still in drafts, mostly because I am trying to keep true to my audience. Who the fuck is my audience? I have no idea anymore as I've careened on and off this sucker for a few decades so far. I do know that having to think that some of these titles and content might end up being my legacy is not an entirely comfortable thing. It's not that I want it curated, it's just--for someone who has nobody close to let in on my life aside from him--it's just a weird thing to assume I'll be ...
