I think I mentioned it before, but I’m doing this blog because I know, no one really reads it. It’s like my selfish little spot in the world where I get to go on about stuff, rant about things, and just talk all sorts of nonsense. Originally I was going to talk about my first day getting back to the work out business. Seeing my fat ankles, feeling my mortality more and more, then I realized, that’s a bummer. Who wants to hear about my fear of dying young because I’m a lazy ass? Okay, I just intentionally did a synopsis of the post that will not be, right her, so there. I think my English is being brutalized right now. Nonetheless, it’s time for me to be a bummer in other ways.
But why should anyone care? I mean, I’m just a random dude on the internet. I understand why people of both genders run to other people’s blogs. They’re interesting, they stick to the same subject, it’s not personal, and there’s a pay off. I just recently saw Gone Girl, and part of the movie/book revolved around a woman who wrote in a diary. No one found it strange that there was a person out there who was putting down her personal thoughts into a book. Now of course, a diary is personal, and a blog is public, but we all have a little narcissism in us…possibly. Part of me hopes someone will understand where I’m coming from, while part of me just needs a way to put out my thoughts in an open forum, just in case anyone cares.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy talking about things I’m interested in. For instance. I’m enjoying “The Flash” immensely. I think the kid actor is really good, I think all the other actors are doing well too. It’s like a super hero “Law Order”. I just have a difficult time putting to words my thoughts on something, without sounding cliché. I also believe that there are other people out there who are much more qualified to give a well thought out review. I also realize, that doesn’t stop anyone else. Yeah, this is what it’s like being in my brain. A mess.
Wow, you have to wonder if there’s anything happy and fun in my life. As they say, it’s the negative that screams the loudest. That’s why the news is always depressing! I avoid the news outlets, not because I want to be uninformed. I just think it’s really, really sad.
In the end, much of what I have to say is a lot of nonsense. I’m still trying to figure things out, as it were. Until then though, I hope you don’t mind the absurdity.
