Have you ever had one of those days where you felt like your life was an episode of a TV series? Perhaps after months of looking for work and a new place to live, you got offered your dream job AND landed a new apartment only a block away from it. Maybe you found yourself stranded without an umbrella during a torrential downpour and the good looking person you spied on the tram with was walking home the same way as you with an umbrella big enough for two. Perhaps your Tindr date (the first since “the breakup”) made everything move in slow motion as they entered the bar. We have all had a day or even a moment that has played out in a manner making us wonder whether we were an extra in a candid camera show. The combination of internal dialogue, personal happenings and world events aligning for a brief spell can sometime make it seem like the gnarled hands of fate are pointing us or shoving us in a particular direction. The happier of these alignments are referred to as serendipity. The shadow self of this is the alignment of unpleasant coincidences. Google tells me a chap called William Boyd termed this phenomenon zamblanity. Considering the events of the last few days, I am grateful there is a word for what I am experiencing.
Originally touted as a social platform intended to connect and reconnect people with one another, I cannot help but feel that Facebook is somewhat responsible for the decay of meaningful social interaction. Today, I discuss my need to bid adieu to social media platforms and how disconnection has allowed me to reconnect with my friends.
Its nearly noon on a Friday as I type this to you dear reader. I do so half hesitantly and part defiantly. And i do so fully aware of the mixed reaction this post will bring forth. At this point I really don’t care anymore. I have lived with the consequences of my silence forContinue reading “Sticks and stones: Of words that broke my spirit”