There's something quite surreal about ending up at a site like Blogger. I've been designing webpages for years independently, using various software and cheap "Google approved" fixes to problems I've encountered along the way. But through it all I've found myself continually frustrated. I write for more than five different sites, post to more than ten frequently, and yet lately I can't help but feel that it's largely been a waste of time. I feel only slightly richer for spending so much time with the internet. Years of my life passed, and yet I'm 24 and am only starting a MA program which is uncertain to add any value to my life. A strange malaise has floated upon me as of late, a feeling not so much that I don't belong, but that nobody belongs. Everyone spends their lives trying to either access or create a false feeling of circles around which a pedagogy of false ideals either embraces or is embraced by those who partake. So instead, I am now trying to spend my time forgetting, so that life once again means something. Trying to simplify and remove complications is all my life will likely amount to.
Wish me luck.
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