I keep noticing how little I want from being seen for the sake of it. It comes up in small ways. Social apps I open out of habit and close before anything loads. Notifications I clear without reading. So I have deleted or decluttered most of them.
I still write. I still share. Writing is one of the ways I think, and if something I put out happens to be useful to someone I'll never meet, I'm glad, but that isn't really why I write. I seem to be more comfortable to be of help to people close enough to call.
What I keep coming back to is that I like being in a community more than I want an audience. The work is figuring out which one is mine, and, when it stops being mine. A community asks me to show up in a room, in a conversation, in a project that needs a hand. An audience asks me to keep myself broadcast-able. I am more inclined to the former than latter.
I am on a loop these days. I learn something. Try it against real life. Keep what held up, let go of what didn't. Pass the surviving piece on to whoever might use it. It's slow. It doesn't scale, and it isn't trying to. But it's the one shape of a working life that has felt natural to me, and it's the one I want to keep choosing. With whoever's around.