Have you seen that YouTube video of the kid who goes to the dentist?
He gets a little gas-happy afterward, and among randomly shooting up in his seat and screaming (so funny), he blearily asks “Is this real life?”
I think blogging is a little bit like that feeling. I ask myself–is this real life?
Why do I blog? Who I am trying to fool, spouting off witty posts and old pre-pregnancy pictures of myself? (Yup, see that one on the corner? Pre-baby). Wouldn’t it be more beneficial to, you know, step away from my computer and live real life?
I’ve always been kind of a loner. I was a major nerd growing up. I enjoyed school and lived for a good book. I have the awful, cringe-worthy pictures of myself with the giant glasses, my nose stuck in an even bigger book. To this day, nothing excites me more than the premise of a good book, except maybe uninterrupted time to actually read it. My birthday happens to fall on Mother’s Day this year–do I see a Kindle in my future? Too bad my husband doesn’t read my blog…
Anyways, where was I? Oh yes, sharing with the world how much of I loser I
was am. I’ve never made friends easily. I always wished for a best friend. You know, the type that you didn’t have to think about calling, someone who would always be up for hanging out, doing absolutely nothing, someone you could borrow clothes from. Never found her. I have great friends now, don’t get me wrong, especially my mom friends, who without, I don’t know where I would be. But I haven’t found The One.
I’m not really sure what the problem is. I think I’m a pretty nice person. I always feel like I’m too self-conscious, too much of a brooder, too much of a person who worries about finding friends in the first place. Like just worrying about it is half the problem…
But that’s the way it is. And so I write. I write to talk about the weird stuff I think about that I can’t really bring up in casual conversations. “Oh yeah, by the way, I was contemplating the spiritual existence of our feminine side the other day..” Not so much.
We are all seeking to connect. To communicate. Expressing the infinite in us by talking, laughing, writing, blogging.
I guess it’s all part of real life after all.
And now, please visit YouTube for David after Dentist. You will laugh.