October and Beyond
I like making lists because I’m a bit of a scatterbrain and I can never keep track of my life. Anyway, the month of October will see me quite free again, so this time around, I’m not going to mess about with all my time by bumming around the house and parking my ass in front of the computer all…
You know, it’s totally interesting how different people leading different lives end up thinking along the same lines. Because sometimes I look at your posts and think, “Man, we’re the same age, but look at the things she has going on. Look! I mean, what do I do? I go to uni, and… Christ, not much else really, if you think about it.” And what follows is a brief and hilariously self-pitying analysis wherein I say “oh god what am I doing with myself oh god” a whole lot.
(Avoid this self-pitying bit, kids. God knows I try to, but that’s just how my neurosis-addled brain works sometimes.)
And yet here you are! Writing about the same exact feelings, no less. I even do the list thing. I do the list thing constantly.It’s reassuring, though, to know that other people feel this way. It means that we’re hungry, and not easily satisfied with things, and thus are always looking forward. Which is a rather nice quality to have, I like to think.
Oh man, the self-pitying thing. I do that several times a day. Haha! And it’s probably not just because we’re both a little neurotic.
I think it’s precisely because our lives are so different that we feel like this, especially since technology has enabled us to see what other people’s lives are like. I reckon it must have been easier before the Internet to just live your life as it is without always wondering if there’s something more, because you’re not really exposed to everyone else’s possibilities. It’s not like that anymore. Kind of a double-edged sword thing going on there, depending on how positive your attitude is.
That’s a great way to see it, though, and the funny thing is, my parents are always trying to convince me that it’s not a bad thing to be so driven to want more. They just worry that I push myself hard and beat myself up about it, which is a valid concern. They say to take it easy, but I really don’t want to. We only get so much time; let’s make the most of it, yeah? :)
God, I wish I were still at uni! Haha!
Reblogging because it’s a good point (on the internet).
