Musings

I was just reflecting on my new-found desire to blog.

I think that it's partly related to my work, and partly to my renewed escapist obsession interest in reading. I don't have a lot of creative output available to me at work right now, and all these new books are a creative input, needing an outlet.
Though, I suppose talking about other people's creativity doesn't require much creativity - it is easier to be a critic than a creator.

I also don't have energy for much social interaction - haven't been reaching out to people

much lately. Big groups wear me out, church gatherings feel like too many people. Once I'm there, I'm usually okay-ish, but the idea of it is exhausting.

Not to say I've been a total recluse, but beyond visiting our families each week, I haven't wanted to do much. Having one kindred spirit over for a meal and a low-key evening has been almost the only interaction I've been interested in. I should reach out more, I know.

So I guess this is my non-social way of being social, my non-creative way of being creative...

(not so) Social Media

What to do when facebook is boring and twitter is incomprehensible?

Go back to blogging, that's what.

Have I become a dinosaur? Sometimes I suspect I have.
Facebook isn't often interesting...I don't spend all that much time on it. Still useful for sending messages to people that you have no other way of contacting, and ocasionally seeing people's holiday pictures.
Perhaps I'm too self-centred. I'm vaguely interested in the big life moments of people that I used to know - engagements, etc. But the most interesting profiles are of people I actually see all the time - my sister-in-law posting funny pictures her class drew for her...and then we get to reminisce and laugh about them when we're together.

That's partly why I miss the little blogging community we used to have...I guess I also miss that circle of people that used to be. It was a good group.

But circles change and life carries on. I guess that's okay too. You can't recapture those moments. And all you have left is bittersweet memories. And facebook friends.