A place to call my own

I’d like to have a place to call my own.

I take the occasional picture I’m happy with but I don’t want to entrust it to a company like Facebook Meta, who treat my content as their own and will repeatedly jank away the carpet from under my feet to experiment with new formats to promote engagement.

I don’t share photos to gather likes and build an audience. There are pictures, words, my musings, and if you like them, that’s fine. If I don’t appear in your doom-scrolling twitter feed or never-ending stories or photo stream, that’s fine with me as well.

Things were nicer on the internet when people still had their own website and not everything was a game to gather as many likes and subscribes as possible. This place doesn’t have any of that, and I’d like to call it my own.

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