Tweets

It's lovely outside. I drove home with the windows down. Now I'm watching the sun set through my kitchen window, which is cracked to enjoy the fresh air and the birdsong. There is something so fresh and real about this simple experience.

My RSS feeds are already eating me alive, and I haven't even had them set up for a week. Having chosen to engage more actively, stay on top of various blogs and other emerging sources of information/exchange regarding design thinking and related concepts (and I seem to be relating everything these days), I am indeed already overwhelmed by the quantity of information and discussion out here on the internet. I had previously avoided maladies like an addiction to facebook, but having a more compelling reason to engage with with the digital, socially networked world seems to have pulled me into the vortex.

It's interested to come up for breath for a moment, look around and realize how compelling this physical world in front of me is. I'm lost online and in my head because I'm excited about engaging with the world, but I must remember that's why I'm there in the first place. I do have a lot of catching up to do, much to read and write and think about. But there's no point in any of it if it's not grounded in the direct experience of life. I look forward to finding a healthy balance in these things.

So, to my nonexistent readers, feel free to follow me on my new twitter page @dianaluepke - I do my best to tweet worthwhile things (links I find truly worth sharing, etc.), only about once a day. But I can't pretend to even begin to be as compelling as the tweeting coming from outside my window. (Oh, I know, it's a horrible and horribly obvious pun/trope, but I had to do it. I like bad puns, and I'm usually not quick enough to even notice the obvious ones, so I'm usually stuck laughing at those delivered by other people.)