I don't know what to write about anymore.
I used to write all the time. (Online, I mean.) It was easy! Hell, I was doing a couple blog posts a day for a while there! But that was way back in 2008... back in the "oughts"! Here in "The Future," in 2011, we don't have time to read each other's blogs; to read through rambling amateur articles of "blah, blah, blah," about whatever. That used to be an appealing thought - to meander through someone else's deepest thoughts and feelings on some random given subject. It was something we could do while doing other work, or on a quick coffee break, or just relaxing at home in the evening while the TV was on in the background. But am I wrong in feeling that those days are now long past?
Nowadays, thanks mostly to Twitter and Facebook, and maybe other sites like tumblr.com - and probably texting and the entire advent off my iPhone in general, as well - we really have become used to getting our tidbits of personal exchange in bite-sized chunks. The mere fact that you've read this far says a lot about you. (I'm not sure if it's good or bad, but it says something.)
Even as I'm writing this, my attention span for my own thoughts is proving to be far too short! Too erratic, and constantly shifting. And yes, part of that is due to my own inherent A.D.D. (and these stupid sticky "F" and "G" keys... makes it much harder to type on this laptop!), but a few short years ago, it wasn't like this. Now, I'm just writing this to practice writing. To keep a dialogue going in my head as a writing exercise, but the more I think about it, the more I realize how much more "long-form" my writing used to be. I used to write journal entries... with a PEN and PAPER! All the time! Through most of my twenties, I'd say. And now? Nothing.
I hardly ever do a blog like this anymore. I've even cut down the actual amount of interaction I do on Facebook, even though my usage has not declined. I'm just checking in on Foursquare or GetGlue or Spotify... these iPhone and computer apps that link into my social networks and show my friends what I'm doing or what I'm watching or listening to... but the actual dialogue... the interaction has declined. It's weird... and maybe sad. But maybe not - it's hard to say here in the midst of this era of social networking. It's all an experiment, of course. Our hindsight will surely be 20/20.
Anyway, I hope to return to some more long-form writing. Maybe if I can think of anything clever or interesting enough to discuss passionately... but... I dunno. Seems like the Internet's making me numb.