I had a blog once. Still do. But somewhere along my aspiring way I lost the inspiration. The determination necessary to upkeep my mind in public. My words became lofty and then useless. Jiberish. I had always intended on keeping up with it all, the online Joneses. I was even gonna learn some grammer and spelling. Big words, maybe.
But soon after life happened and I lost all my big thoughts to lofty tasks. Laundry. Homework. Dinner. Employment. Twitter. So why not try again? I hardly want to. Blogging has no point. Nor does facebook or my 2700 tweets. But there are still those moments when I need something to pass the time and gaze into a cell phone app. Gobbling up useless thoughs of friends, aquantences, celebrities, and strangers. So why not add to the garbage? And thus begins Cell Phone Blog. The mindless thoughts of a twentysomething. Maybe I'll keep it up. Or maybe I'll go back to killing pigs with slingshots and birds. Really though, the idea is to thumb down whatever comes to mind and post it online before I can fix the typos and delete those idiotic drafts. Why filter this? No one likes a perfectionist.
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