Long Text Messages #1
I’ve been reading Bobby Hundreds’ book “This Is Not A T-shirt” and there’s 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 it’s been and yet not much has a changed. And then lingering on the thought of if that’s good or bad. Bobby writes in his book “there 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 audience”.
I look back at my old blog and it didn’t feel at all like the “blogs” we’re 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 don’t know why it’s so much harder to cuddle those thoughts and emotions and let it cry out of your chest. Maybe it’s 2019 and we’re afraid to say something that will haunt us 10 years from now. Maybe we just don’t have enough time to sit own and dedicate 15 minutes to writing a blurb about our day. Maybe we’ve 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 doesn’t fuel us. These are all thoughts I’ve had the past couple years when revisiting my old blog and deciding if I should continue writing in it.
“If a tree falls in a forest and no one is around to hear it, does it still make a sound?” Remember that question? Sometimes I think that we think we’re 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 what’s in me to do. Fall, grow, make noise, regardless of who is around to listen. Anyway, here’s to more blogging. Feels weird to call it blogging to be honest, I’ll say, journaling. This turned out longer than I thought so here’s some stuff I used to do on my old blog..
Currently listening to:
“Chasing Summer” (album) - SiR “Juicebox” (album) - Mac Ayres
Currently Reading:
