Autistic 💡 Moment

I finally got around to watching a video in my YouTube queue yesterday (more on that later), and I was excitedly telling my partner different things that I had learned until I picked up that my infodump was starting to overstay its welcome. That’s when it occurred to me—that’s what this blog is for.

I’ve always been more of a collector than a writer when it comes to blogging. I find things that I want to share, and I clip and share them. I don’t really think about adding much to them, mostly because I’m still processing them, but also because I don’t really like my voice when I’m trying to explain why I clipped something. Jorn Barger wrote me once to tell me he’d stop listing me on Robot Wisdom if I didn’t start adding something to the links I was sharing. That was over 20 years ago, and I’m still trying to figure this out.

I’m by nature a private person. I like writing about pretty much anything but myself and my opinions and thoughts about something. My inner life and mind is built on shifting sand. I feel like most of the time I’m lucky to be describing the external world successfully, and that my attempts to describe my inner world feel stilted, silly, and a little pompous. Part of this is my internal perception of my own voice, my own editor shutting me down.

But there are these things that I’m excited about, that I want to share, and I don’t even really need to get into the shifting sands of how I feel (I feel like I’m spending a lot of time tracking down how I feel). I’ve already shared two cool things with my family this morning. You guys are missing out.

Well, not anymore. Buckle up, kiddos, because this info dump truck’s going to be making more frequent stops. Do not follow into work zone.