I love blogs, okay? For about six years now. So you won't find me collectively lambasting them here. But I have found myself in this pattern lately.... Whenever I'm feeling restless in the soul I find my fingers wandering the keyboard, roaming the blogosphere in search of... something. I do not know what I am in search of.
The answer to my restlessness. Inspiration. The hidden key to happiness. Cute pictures of baby kittens. A eureka moment. An indie music video on YouTube. A kindred spirit. A book recommendation for the book that would whisk me away. An easy recipe for croissants. A diet to lose belly fat by eating a rainbow of macaroons while wearing pink sequined slippers. A free scholarship to a three month writer's retreat in Paris that also involves copious eating of macaroons.
Or in the words of that annoying insurance commercial girl, "Unicorns and glitter".
What is it that I'm looking for? Because I oh so rarely find it.
But I've realized that I already know what I'm looking for. I already know what will make me happier. But it requires action and it's tempting to keep looking outside of myself, hoping something easier and more magical will come along.
I don't need an article about how to be happy. I don't need an ebook on how to start a new career. I don't need a 10 day bootcamp workout. I don't need top twenty tips on tweeting on twitter.
I simply need to step away from the computer and wash the dirty dishes in my sink. Then I need to make a cup of tea, and finish reading that book I started too long ago. Then I need to take a walk and get some fresh air. Then I need to call a friend. Then I need to go to a coffee shop and write a scene. That is all.
Blogs are "lover-ly" as Audrey would say in My Fair Lady. But sometimes they get out of hand. And I just need to learn when I have that restless feeling to quit looking for the answer somewhere outside of me.
Anyone else having trouble unplugging these days? (And yes I recognize the irony of asking that question on a blog).