Ok so here’s the schtick. I have been anti-blogs for, well, ever. Citing the fact that people’s inherent exhibitionist instincts (which have become flagrantly apparent in the age of the social media revolution) creep me out, I’ve derided blogging as a pathetic call for mass attention. Well, look at me now. LOOK AT ME!!!!
I now believe that, apart from our instinctual exhibitionist tendencies, this wave of new social outlets, and the mass use of them, taps in to something much deeper than a call for attention. I know what you’re thinking. NO, the change of heart is not (only) a result of my new blog. I could only realize this greater meaning at a very difficult point of transition in my life, a sort of coming of age. Only when I was faced with one existential crisis after another and a deep and penetrating loneliness, the likes of which I had never known, did I understand the core of this social enlightenment: loneliness is the greatest challenge of the human condition. All that we do, at its core, is a means to alleviate that loneliness. The need to be loved, to be a part of something, to attach a greater meaning to our lives than that of its individual importance is a point of connection that we all share. How ironic. No one is alone in their loneliness.
I am a 24-year old woman. I have not one, but two, useless degrees and a hell of a lot of time on my hands. I spend more time analyzing myself, my actions and my thoughts than I actually do or think. Until of course I run out of things to analyze, at which point I peek my head out into the world of the present and gather some more material, only to retreat into neurotic analysis once more. So, I am operating under two assumptions in writing this blog.
1. That anyone gives a shit. :)
2. That this obsessive analytical behavior is true of many people and maybe by putting out the crazy and eclectic thoughts that race through my mind, someone will realize (and hopefully one of those someones will be me) that they are not alone. Not in their thoughts and not in their loneliness. At the very least, it could be entertaining.
About Me
- Toots
- I am a 24-year old woman. I have not one, but two, useless degrees and a hell of a lot of time on my hands. I spend more time analyzing myself, my actions and my thoughts than I actually do or think. Until of course I run out of things to analyze, at which point I peek my head out into the world of the present and gather some more material, only to retreat into neurotic analysis once more. So, I am operating under two assumptions in writing this blog. 1. That anyone gives a shit. :) 2. That this obsessive analytical behavior is true of many people and maybe by putting out the crazy and eclectic thoughts that race through my mind, someone will realize (and hopefully one of those someones will be me) that they are not alone. Not in their thoughts and not in their loneliness. At the very least, it could be entertaining.
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