I think it’s official, I’ve morphed into a bit of a boring recluse. Sorry, but I just don’t care.
Earlier I was making a cup of tea when I heard someone on the television say ‘tonight we have two episodes of Coronation Street but for now we go to Emmerdale’.
Spare me. I’m almost at the point where I can’t stand being in the same room as a television due to my dislike of soaps and reality programmes.
It’s becoming the same with the internet really. Social Media does nothing for those with little confidence or self esteem; just getting through their days can be as demeaning and dependent on the number of ‘likes’ they receive (or don’t).
There’s something very sad about the human race right now and I guess it’s that bit that I’m opting out of; you know, the bit that says I’m desperate for fame, attention, acceptance or anything remotely related to it and failing me becoming famous I’ll spend hours and hours of my days watching other (just as desperate saddos) on inane reality programmes in their attempt. I’ve never done embarrassing very well. It leaves me really unsettled, heading in the other direction and rejecting it all. I am fast becoming distanced.
If anything really surprises me it’s that I still have my website online although there are times I do think that is just a matter of time before I take it down. Sometimes I’d just rather walk my dog.