I think about this constantly. For me, it’s less about content I enjoy but more about things that really made an impact on the way that I think and therefore ha

I think about this constantly. For me, it’s less about content I enjoy but more about things that really made an impact on the way that I think and therefore have changed my life in some way. When we die, most of what we have will undoubtedly be considered detritus, our “junk”. However, our reflections on that material may be much more valuable, elucidating how we thought and how we were able to make some difference in the world; I know I personally enjoy reading my late grandfather’s writing about books and articles he read. I think Tumblr was probably the closest we came to having some kind of media journal, but scribbling marginalia on printed Medium posts is a close second (joking mostly).