…that I’m rather good with words. She believes that the choices I make while speaking often help me lead conversations, and in some cases ‘win’ in them. In other words, I create holes in an argument and can navigate myself out of difficult conversations.

I didn’t have much to do today and so decided to write my way out of ennui.

Normally I use too many words, but since I don’t really do this for a living, you’ll have to excuse the pointlessness of what you’re reading. On second thought, it probably doesn’t even matter. This is what us old-timers on the internet call a ‘blog’. Blogs have been and usually stuck to the format of simple words put together with the purposeful intention of not arriving at anything. Sometimes leaving the reader with the feeling of wanting more, but usually ending up with the fear of wasting time. A commodity that’s so scarce that you’re normally better off scrolling through Instagram and feeling fulfilled. Or better yet, creating something to post on Instagram. Those are the prolific ones of these times. Every era has them. Mine had forummers running rampant on several forums every day. Followed by bloggers, who were usually the same people that were on forums but here they could own their own space, and craft an identity unique to them (pro tip: look up stream of consciousnesses). This was soon followed by the video explosion. It’s not that video didn’t exist while forums ruled the world, it’s just that 3G and its successors were a science fiction subject and so obviously not meant to be taken seriously. Also, smartphones of yesteryear were actually feature phones with state-of-art technology like infrared and never-ending pixel loops known as games, more popularly referred to as Snake. This is well before the iPhone and the first Android. I remember the genuine fear of them taking over the world and enslaving humanity. Only to realize too soon that that’s an adult problem and not things that teenagers need to worry about. We were focused on our blogs and other artistic pursuits. Today we see the same passion in a new form. Coupled with the video explosion, these passions now manifest themselves as Vlogs. The relationship between Vlogs and Blogs can be understood by observing what exists between electric cars and cars. Futuristic, lesser understood and everyone’s promising of getting one. A part of me wishes that this was a vlog. But that’s a slippery slope. If this was a video, then the next thing I’d want to be would be an influencer. A real one who gets paid to create unlike me who’s answering phone calls from his wife while writing this and responding with ‘nothing’ to the world’s toughest question, What are you doing! This really is a messy one. It needs to be something smart, maybe even witty because that’s whom I identify as. It shouldn’t seem like too much fun and should leave the caller with so much awe that they reply with the intended outcome of ‘Cool’, and if you’re lucky, ‘what’s that!’. The explanation of which leaves you feeling true to your identity. Unless the conversion leads to a ‘fuck that’ or ‘bullshit’. That’s the feeling you’re probably having right now. I feel you. Nothing in the world is worth having or worth doing unless it means effort, pain, and/or difficulty. I was in a difficult position when this began. I feel you. My wife thinks that I use words to my advantage, and to be honest, I’d rather be known for other things.