I don’t know what to do with my website. It sits there getting older and older and I occasionally look at it and think: delete. But I never do. Its like an old photograph, reminding me of a time when things were experimental, time was in acres and needs must. ‘Needs’ don’t anymore. That isn’t a bad thing either, its a good thing. It shows how times have changed. I no longer need a website, it was once my piece of the web where I placed myself and hoped people arrived at one day and got to know me. These days, I feel like I’m ‘in side’ the web, looking out at everybody else – who are also inside their bit of the web, looking out at everybody else. Hang on, that didn’t make sense, either way, I’m definitely emmersed in something.
designdebris seriously needs a redesign – I’ve known that for years – fresh content, new urls and more ‘me’. But like I said its become a time capsule, I should just zip it up and move it to another location.
What should the site now reflect? I guess where I am, mentally and physically. I’m playing with my own knowledge, I’m writing more than a weeble on a yaughting holiday, and I’m spending a lot of my time converting brains and contributing in a small way to a better world wide web.
I guess I have unlimited outlets to express myself these days too. I’m tempted to let the domain expire and fade away… I like that idea. maybe I should just redirect it here? maybe I should just shut up and redesign, selfishly regardless of its sense of purpose?
design in the absense of content is merely decoration after all.
I could live with that.