Imagine a world where…nothing happens. That’s the world I live in now. Surrounded by the joyful and wonderful activities of other people, stalking them through their blog and attempting to live my life through other people. There’s nothing more pathetic than that; rather, I can’t think of anything more pathetic at the moment.
As you all may or may not already know, I have stoppped blogging for an indefinite amount of time until today. I stopped, in part, due to severe laziness. The other reason is because I became disillusioned with the blogging phenomenon. I found that I didn’t want to blog about my day. I wanted to share the most intimate moments of my day and life with the people I know and love in person. In essence, that is the most stimulating and the most rewarding aspect of life; it makes the lonely nights shorter and the fun-packed days last all the longer. It leaves me exhausted and wanting more of the wonderful experience, like a drug that gives me a high all the time, every time.
I cannot imagine a world without my friends and family. Such a desolate world must never exist.
I found that I didn’t want to share tidbits of my life and pieces of information with my friends. They don’t deserve that. What about the friends that I don’t see regularly anymore? Teresa? Martin? Michelle? (Those who still blog despite my absence) Don’t they deserve the full extent of the experience of life? Vivir is the spanish word for “to live”. The word tells us (or rather it should) that we should enjoy life to the greatest extent. Life is a journey that must be experienced and consumed. If my blog is just to be a mere collection of my life experiences, then shouldn’t the readers enjoy my life and their lives with me?
It just seems too cruel to just give a part of the story or consume merely a piece of a meal when somebody is starving.
Then I realized that all of this deep, philosophical crap was just an excuse for me to not blog.
HELLO world! I’M BACK!
-Eddie
