Try deciding where the North Atlantic becomes the South Atlantic.
The boundaries are somewhat fluid.
I go back through my OU blog from day one early Feb 2009 and amend, rewrite, 'doube-up' or muck-up this content, reviewing and ameliorating my recollection.
Is this a blog, or re-blog?
It's the same memory. All I'm doing is what we do all the time to make a memory stick; I'm reflecting on it. Taking a difference stance. And depending in good part on my mood thinking either postive constructive things about it or negative destructive things.
Does an amended 2FEB2010 become an entry for 2FEB2011, if for simplicity's sake this is how and when I do this?
You see, I know what happens. As a teenager I kept one of those Five Year Diaries ... I could see year after year what I was doing this time last year, or five years, or far more years than that ago.
Businesses compare quarters, and year on year. All false constructs. All chosen periods of a time.
My mind don't care.
It's simply stuff.
And often you have no control over what you recall in any case.
I smell Swarfega and I am a six year old washing oil from my bike-chain off my hands with my Grandfather. And I see the work bench, the shed and the bike. I can smell his tweed jacket and see his flat cap.
It will be extremely interesting to see how a professional take on looking at OU Blog entries Feb 2010 to Jan 2011 works out.