Don't Label Me, Bro!

Alright, now that we've got a trial blerg post out of the way, I feel as if I should make my intentions made.

It's February 24, 2013 and I am 25 years old. That means when I was a wee lass, the interwebs were becoming attainable in the common household. In other words, I grew up with it. I sat for countless hours on AOL Instant Messenger, beefing up my Myspace profile will all sorts of .:*:. and relationship quotes that so totally described how I felt about love and life (poor, sad little 13 year old). I illegally downloaded songs from Napster and was part of one of the first generations on Facebook.

When I attended college, I pertook in different sorts of media classes (in between excessive partying and tom-foolery); public relations, journalism, social media, advertising. Being at a small liberal arts college in the mountains of a hippie village, I was also trying to "find" myself through environmental appreciation, art, music,  (drugs) and a general and sincere push towards interests of "the good old days", a time without the technologies so readily available and present in our lives of today. I LOVE gardening. I LOVE cooking, and reading, and hiking, and vinyl records and old shit. But how would I inform myself, expand on my knowledge of my keen and unique interests? The internet.

Such is the conundrum I find myself constantly rolling around in my head. I want to live in a world where people are appreciated (and what more, can make a living) for their unique talents and physical contributions to this world. The Butcher. The Baker. Fuck, even the Candlemaker. But gosh darnit, isn't that what the internet allows? A source where a person can find, inform, and even purchase and partake. Why do I have such a hard time with this?! The internet has allowed for the connection of arts all around the world, for a showcase of people talents, thoughts, ideas. Collaborations abound! It's so wonderful!

Why do I have such a hard time with the fact that a person can make a living with the help of technology, even though I've been using said technologies for years (and am discussing it on MY BLOG)!? I am such the hypocrite that at the same time of having the thought process in my head of "why would anyone think that someone else wants to hear about what they ate for breakfast that day.." I'm thinking, "HEY! I'm gonna post about that awesome Breakfast I had!" Go ahead, call me a hipster while I criticize that hipster over there.

I'm not sure if it's jealousy or laziness...jealousy perhaps in that I haven't found my specialty yet. And for that I again blame the internets (aha!) Let me expand: Back in "the days", a person would figure out their career, how? I think perhaps by realizing their natural born talents (hopefully), or follow in their families footsteps. The information needed to learn their craft was passed on by word of mouth or written on a page. Sure, that meant a lot of time that Billy turned out to be a cobbler when all he really wanted to do was dance.

The influx of information on any given subject so readily available at our finger tips allows for renaissance men and women. It's the difference between being really good at one thing, or being okay (knowing a lot) about a lot of things. Some people find out with they are really good at early on and roll with it. Great! Some people take a bit more time and fall into something they can live with it. Me? Well, I guess you can call me a renaissance crazy person.

Stick with me, I think a point will eventually be made. Now, from what I can remember from the recesses of my brain bank, a good blog (or life) has a focus. It has a theme. You don't become a lawyer and then attend fashion week in NYC. It has a voice and a focus. Sure, there may be different sub titles of different posts; "Read, Need, Greed", "My Weekly Knitting Project", what have you. And I think here is my point: I don't have a focus. On this blog, or in my life really. It's a free for all. Yes, I know what I like and don't like (God help me I hope I do at this stage). But do I feel all over the place sometimes (most of the time)? Yes.

So I give in. I'm not gonna fight it anymore, my past or my future. Will it be pretty? Maybe. Will it be concise and orderly? No way. I guess what I am hoping to get out of this is some insight. Don't get me wrong, I'm super happy with life. I'm almost 6 months sober (best thing to happen to me), have a great income maker, great relationship, healthy lifestyle. I guess I'm just striving for my "thing". I want a thing!

If anything this will be a compilation of links, pictures, songs articles, etc. in one place so I wont be spamming my Facebook with it all. Don't worry though, I'll post a link to blog post on my Facebook page.