Writing as a Time Capsule
There’s a saying that when a person dies, a library burns to the ground. Their experiences, lessons, and wisdom die with them. Some of these stories may have passed down verbally, others may have been written in archives or journals, but most is lost.
Through this blog I’m cryogenically freezing my thoughts for my grandchildren and great grandchildren. Who knows who’ll read this blog after I pass. Nonetheless, this blog will be there for anyone looking.