This piece of writing has absolutely nothing to do with what I usually write about. I guess this is a little bit of a rant. It will be all over the place. My articles often give the impression of being all over the place (at least that’s how I sometimes feel about them), but I at least try to give them some structure with some headings and by reorganizing it once I’m finished writing it up. Well, I won’t do that today. I won’t care about language, nor will I care about structure. This will just be me and my thoughts flowing.

I have been overwhelmed with a sense of sadness lately - in the last couple of months but especially in the last ten to fifteen minutes. I keep thinking about whether I should stop writing on this blog. Not because I don’t like it, I really do. In fact, the question is not really about whether I should stop writing for the blog, but more so about whether I should stop caring. I mean, stop caring about the visitors, stop caring about cohesiveness between the topics, stop caring about the design of the site, since I could just write for my own personal enjoyment; just for the sake of writing. Well, I keep wondering about that. And every once in a while I try to do some research about this topic. About whether blogging is still a viable career path. About whether generating traffic by just trying to be helpful is still doable. Even not considering AI, I have always despised the practice of SEO-writing. Writing for the sake of optimizing for a machine. What are we even talking about? Who am I writing for; the machine, or the human reading it? It’s the humans reading my texts that I care about, so why would I optimize for search engine (you know, S*earch *Engine *O*ptimization)?