Long Text Messages #1
Iâve been reading Bobby Hundredsâ book âThis Is Not A T-shirtâ and thereâs a paragraph where he talks about when he started blogging. Sitting at a local diner, waiting for my strawberry waffle, reading this paragraph I halfway drifted into memories of when I first started blogging. Writing, on blogger. I often revisit my old blogspot. Often to remind myself how long itâs been and yet not much has a changed. And then lingering on the thought of if thatâs good or bad. Bobby writes in his book âthere was something voyeuristic about wading through a bloggers stream of consciousness as it happened. We take this for granted today and given our familiarity with social media, but blogs were the first tool to tear down the invisible wall between storyteller and audienceâ.Â
I look back at my old blog and it didnât feel at all like the âblogsâ weâre familiar today. A blog back then was basically an online diary. Nowadays well, nowadays nobody really keeps a blog unless their travels, outfits or selling us something. Even my Tumblr has turned more into portfolio than it has been a story of my life. I used to write about my day, my sneakers, what music I was listening to etc. I used to write about my opinions of the moment, my current thoughts, my current and past heart breaks and loves and FEELINGS. I donât know why itâs so much harder to cuddle those thoughts and emotions and let it cry out of your chest. Maybe itâs 2019 and weâre afraid to say something that will haunt us 10 years from now. Maybe we just donât have enough time to sit own and dedicate 15 minutes to writing a blurb about our day. Maybe weâve gotten so used to receiving some sort of gratification for our online output that starting a blog that no one reads or listens to just doesnât fuel us. These are all thoughts Iâve had the past couple years when revisiting my old blog and deciding if I should continue writing in it.Â
âIf a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it still make a sound?â Remember that question? Sometimes I think that we think weâre the tree in the forest. Who falls and no one is around to hear us so we feel what is the point? As an artist, I feel like, I just gotta trust whatâs in me to do. Fall, grow, make noise, regardless of who is around to listen. Anyway, hereâs to more blogging. Feels weird to call it blogging to be honest, Iâll say, journaling. This turned out longer than I thought so hereâs some stuff I used to do on my old blog..Â
Currently listening to:
 âChasing Summerâ (album) - SiR âJuiceboxâ (album) - Mac AyresÂ
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