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posted Aug 17, 2007, 09:54 AM | 7 Comments
Ah, website. I feel like we barely know each other anymore. You're like an old co-worker I pass in the hall every couple of days... but thanks to my recent promotion we just don't have much occasion to interact anymore. Lunch sometime? Sure, I'd like that. Actually, I brought my lunch today, and I've got meetings the rest of the week, but we should definitely get together soon. Sure, sure, definitely.
No, that model doesn't quite hold. Let's be bold and honest with each other, dear website. We haven't had a truly intimate relationship in about 4 years. You were the good friend I used to go drinking with every night, but once you helped me get a full time job in your office, I got sick of seeing your face. Now after quittin' time I'm ready to step away from the internet. I've got a wife and a house, website. Our friendship can only go so deep.
Here's my simplest confession: I believe my priorities are the right ones. But every time I put a creative idea on the back burner (an occurrence now more and more frequent) a small pair of eyes inside me cries, just a little.