A Spiderman Kinda Life.

Hello again! I can't believe I'm writing a second post. That's absolutely terrible news for you and it just so happens that it is a result of my never-ending boredom. Flock to me friends! <-- the exact reason I don't have friends.

Anyways, a while back I came across a post on Tumblr which said something along the lines of "everyone is just a background character in someone else's life." I thought about that for a second and nearly projectile vomited at how cool and kind of creepy that true statement is.

If you think about your life as a tv show, you're the main character (or you should be ya weirdo). You have your group of friends, family, coworkers, etc., but you never really give credit to the people in the background who are going about their everyday lives probably not noticing that they are even on screen in another person's show/life as well. They don't notice because in their own lives, they are the main characters and you have become the background to them.

One of the most interesting things about this whole thought process is the fact that we all still indirectly or directly affect one another even if we have never or will never meet. Let's say I walk two steps to the left, someone else's path will have changed because mine did. Life is one big awkwardly choreographed dance. For example, I could have been a world famous vlogger if Jenna Marbles hadn't stolen all the possible topics to vlog about. The world sincerely thanks you, Jenna. But the point is, I never and probably will never meet her yet she changed my life and how I went about expressing my thoughts to the internet society. You can so easily change the course of one of the background character's lives simply by acknowledging them. Maybe they ignore you, or maybe you strike up a conversation and become friends for a lifetime. It's awesomely terrifying how a small, insignificant word such as "hi" can cause an extra to become a costar.

If you're nervous about taking this step and talking to strangers, which some people are, (I have an irrational fear of speaking to people on the telephone) I like to practice talking to inanimate objects. I am not crazy. Repeat, I am not crazy. But for example, if you do happen to run into a chair, quickly exclaim, "OH! SORRY!" or "Oh my gosh, excuse me!" It is a prime way to keep up your good manners and create a conversation. However, the chair has not yet mastered the art of conversing so ignore that fact and briskly walk away with your head down especially if this incident happened in public. I am not talking from experience. Or am I? YOU'LL NEVER KNOW. (I am).

If talking to inanimate objects isn't really your thing, I have no room to make fun of you either way... But seriously, think about talking to people you normally wouldn't and see how it changes their day. It's so cool to see a positive effect on someone from tiny little compliments that are so easy to give out but are often forgotten about. Seemingly random and unimportant conversations could forever impact someone's life and that can be both a blessing and a curse. How you choose to use this newfound power helps determine what type of person you are. I'm gonna quote Spiderman really quick just because I can... "With great power comes great responsibility." Use it wisely, people!

Writer's block.... of cheese.

Blogging. Ha. Haha. Hahahah. I always kind of saw this as a thing that nerdy people did or that professors assigned as busy work to get their students to write more. Never did I see this as some kind of outlet for me to vent about my existence. Blogging is so interesting. In that last sentence I wrote "about my existence" if I were just talking I probably would've said "about my life." WHAT'S HAPPENING TO ME?! I guess I'm becoming a blogger. A lot of people have encouraged me to write things down and possibly start a blog. If they're reading this, this post serves as both an apology and an explanation to them as to why I haven't done so until now. The thing is, I have plenty to say but I can hardly ever make sense of it in my own brain so now typing it out it's even more confusing. Good, great, wonderful. Onward...

Life is such an interesting journey. At least in my case, I have no idea what I'm doing today, or tomorrow, or five months from now, or five minutes from now. I'm not much of a planner you see, I just like to take life as it comes. I believe that is also why I find it difficult for me to form coherent thoughts because I do not know why I actually did or said some things. They just seemed necessary to me at the exact instant that they happened. Doesn't mean they were important, doesn't mean they weren't. It just happened.

(this happened while shopping with my mother)

Life kinda just happens. I don't think it's something people should constantly worry about. Yet, everyone does. "What if I never get married?" "What if this cheese doesn't taste like mozzarella cheese should?" I'm not saying I haven't asked myself both of these questions numerous times, the second one probably a little more often, but we shouldn't dwell on them like we seem to do. You will never get married if you spend half your life wondering what would happen if you don't. Nothing would happen because you spent more time wondering about it than you did doing anything about it.  As for the cheese... just eat it. You'll either love it or hate it and then you move on. Such tiny moments in life can seem so drastic and it's hilarious to look back and go, "it was just a freaking slice of cheese."

People have said, "sometimes the little moments become the big moments." Well yes, that can be true with anything and it can be true in life. If we do nothing the little moments will always remain the little moments and will have no opportunity to evolve into bigger things. If you want your life to leave a large imprint on people, you have to do something that warrants it. Do something wild. Most of us are stuck in routines. Quit planning and start living. Great things can happen if you start answering the "what ifs" in your head.

That being said, I have no idea what I want to do with my life. Being a college sophomore you'd think I'd have a clue. Nope. I thought I'd have myself together by high school graduation. Nope. I don't think I'll ever find my place in this world but I believe I can make one. Is there even a designated place for everyone? Finding "your" place requires you to mold to someone else's template. That's not how I plan on doing things and if you create your own spot, even Goldilocks will think it's "just right."

I'm not really sure this first post had a theme to it. I guess if you had to take one thing away it would be to just live. Play along with all the cliches sometimes because you should "live life to the fullest" and "never say never" but make up your own rules and add your own spin as you go. Don't shrink quietly into the abyss, be bold. Laugh a little louder than acceptable at dinner. Be awkward in the elevator. Sneeze and say "bless me" to yourself. Make life interesting for everyone else who is too afraid to be uncomfortable.

Life doesn't make sense so you might as well eat that slice of cheese and play along.