Ahem… is this thing on? (Notes)

Remember that time I was like, “Yep, gonna start a blog again.”? No, I’m not referring to the past 10 blogs (truly not an exaggeration) I’ve started since high school; I mean this one.

The one I started two months ago and has been left blank to gather cobwebs (interwebs, if I may — okay, sorry, I won’t). The one that I actually. paid. money. for to get the domain name, wrote an. entire. blogpost. about how this is going to be it — about how this is the blog I’m going to maintain because “I am a writer, dammit. I was writing on the internet before people wrote on the internet! Before people even knew how to internet! Now get off my lawn.” — and hell, I didn’t even verify my email address for the account until five minutes ago.

That’s all fine and dandy because now I’m sure; this is going to be the one. Now that we’ve gotten that out of the way, I’ve got something on my mind:

Exit out of the five million Facebook windows you’ve got open, close out of Insta and Snapchat. Go into your notes section. What’s there? I’m betting something, and I’m dying to know what it is. I’m also betting it’s the exact opposite of what’s on social media.

Hey, I’m not calling you out. If anything, I’m projecting. If you’re anything like me, you’ve built your social media brand — busy, successful, social… happy? I’m not saying it’s a facade, but it’s certainly not the whole picture.

Maybe I’m wrong. Maybe you’re one of those non-weirdos who actually tells people what they’re thinking about rather than writing it down. Doubt it, though. Psychology Today says 50-74 percent of the world’s population are introverts, so I’m putting a 25 percent chance on the fact that you’ve got some real life sh*t in that notes section of yours.

Sure, something like 80 percent of my notes are To Do lists. My best list yet was one from second semester senior year of college:

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#noworries #soakbeans

But I also take to the notes section when I’ve got something serious to say but don’t feel like verbalizing. Like that one time my kitty was in the hospital, and I was super sad (and simultaneously super cheesy):


Or, sometimes I just add to the long list of things I’d like to write about but don’t have the time or emotional energy:


(slightly edited for language) #stopcallingmenice

So, there you have it. Now it’s your turn. Spill it!

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