Sunday, January 26, 2014

Why Do I Even Bother?

Well, I've longed stopped trying to come up with the answer but--

This blog I follow--the author says it's her way of "thinking aloud". Now that's an idea. I've never seen it that way before...

But isn't that what everyone does nowadays with social media and whatnot? Think aloud? And it's annoying because some people don't have particularly interesting stuff they're thinking about to begin with and, so, if some dweeb teen is thinking about devouring a pack of cookies, and then takes a snapshot of said cookies, and then a snapshot later of having eaten that pack of cookies---see how banal and pointless it all is? Who cares, right? You follow that shit, you've probably at least got some blog or Twitter or whatever page you're following for the guilty pleasure of having a peek into someone's warped imagination and...you don't care, but you're doing it anyway. It all just seems so pointless. 

I guess that's how I feel about blogging. It feels pointless to me. ME blogging stuff about...whatever--ME--I guess, my thinking aloud--that feels pointless. I wish I had the energy to be clever and thought-provoking, or at the very least the ignorance to not know any better but...

I've already said that I hate to complain on here. It comes across as a pathetic livejournal or something and I already have one of those and I've never used it thank you very much. I just have to try harder. Except that trying to do anything just feels pointless right now. 

Sigh. 

Fuck my life.