I'm more of a thinker than a writer. Not in a wanky way, it's just pure laziness on my part. It's far more fun thinking up ideas, but when it comes to having to sit down and execute them on paper, well, I get distracted. Hence, this blog stuff is testing me.
It got me thinking about how everything these days is so "now", like it dissolves, the moment it is said, or worn, or seen, or heard.
It's like we're all tweeting, facebooking, blogging, within an inch of our lives and as soon as we hit the enter key and the thought is hurled into cyberspace, it is old....and we are mindlessly frantically searching for that next big thing.
This kind of depressed me because I thought of Generation Y and how this affects them in the long run, always in pursuit of "next" and whether they will ever slow down and just be present in now.
But then I thought of the positive. Words are only words. I think when I was growing up, and in previous generations, we seemed to give them more power. We worried more about what people thought of us, the gossip that would ensue if we dared to live a life left of centre or the shame our past deeds could bring.
I think this new way of living gives us the opportunity to dare to do or say whatever the hell we want, without fear of judgement of the masses. And if they do judge, move on. Bloody Quickly. Who cares if Lady Gaga wears an outfit made of meat. The sun will still rise tomorrow, and besides, that was sooooo last Tuesday!
So, when people say they don't like certain blogs because they are trying to sell stuff or dangle carrots in front of their audience of the latest big thing, I say, pfffftttt. I make no excuse for the fact that sometimes my blog is about random stuff in my life, and sometimes, it's showing people new stuff in the shop. It is what it is.
So, as you approach the end of this entry, remember that it's already old news and past tense...and go forth and discover that next big thing....or anything else your heart desires, in wild abandon.