File this under revelations while doing the mundane, every day life things. Perhaps revelation is a bit strong. Let’s call it a light revelation.
Sometimes when I’m out walking to the grocery store or taking a break from work and mindlessly staring out of the window, I have to remind myself that I live here. I live in Bahrain. The emphasis being on the I rather than the live. Despite having lived away from the UK for over a year and a half now, I still find almost pinching myself to believe hat I live in Bahrain.
No one on the Internet is living the life you think they are.
The opening line to last week’s edition of The Sunday Dispatches from Paul Jarvis. It touched a nerve. More accurately, it shook something loose in me.
Facebook, Twitter, Instagram, Snapchat, Google+, whatever your poison, they are all great. Great for you, for whatever you use them for. Whether it’s to keep in touch with family, friends, long-lost twice removed cousins, we’ve got a plethora of apps to be able to communicate with pretty much anyone.
But here’s the thing with me. I am insanely guilty of constantly comparing. Comparing what other people are doing to what I’m doing. Where they’re going. Who they’re seeing. Social media has made it that much easier to be able to see and hear that information. And I’ve let it bring me down.
Emails. Feedly. LinkedIn. Twitter. Pinterest. Google+. It’s so loud out there, it’s becoming easier to just mark everything as read, gloss over all that you see, rather than engage and be a productive member of the communities you’re a part of.
Of late, there’s been a pattern emerging with me. Open up Chrome, go to my Feedly, quickly check the categories I have my various places saved as. Gloss over most of them, entirely. Why? Because I still feel like I have to go through Twitter, Google+, emails and then some so I need to make sure I’ve got enough time to do that during the day, as well.
Do yourself a favour and set just over half an hour aside to watch and listen to John Cleese lecturing on creativity.
This link popped up in my inbox and I casually popped it on the TV, thinking I’ll listen to him in the background while I work on my computer. Within a minute, I’d closed my laptop and devoted all my attention to this video.
Blogging is something I enjoy doing. I know I’m no great writer. English wasn’t my strongest language at school. Putting together an essay in any other subject was always a little bit tricky for me. I blog because I enjoy it.
Sometimes there are just a few things in the blogosphere that just irritate me to no end. And I can’t stand it any longer. I need to get them off my chest before I implode.