When you're jetlagged at 3:12 AM

One day my friend and I were chatting about blogs and how Facebook, Twitter, Google plus have consumed us, taking over the world. Does the blog no longer exist? I think it does because blogs have a significance that status updates don't have. It is it's own entity- literary pieces of insignificance that seem significant at the time. Or even perhaps noteworthy ideas or captured thoughts that pass our minds while crammed in a subway train or sitting in the toll line to cross the bridge. In my case, the random web searching and decision to revitalize one of my personal blogs that has been dormant for over three years. All thanks to mild jet-lagged at 3 o'clock in the morning. Insignificant but yet significant at the time. Don't get me wrong Facebook Twitter and Google plus all had its place. In fact Google plus does have a very very well oiled machine that was maybe even born out of the blogger.com original idea with a little bit of Facebook and Twitter sprinkled in between.

We as a society of people, evolve to become so shortly focused that we can only recognize 120 characters before we lose the attention of the reader! I'm sure all of our predecessors and old literary scholars would balk at the idea that reading would cause us to be bored out of our mind and move on before getting past the first paragraph.  Nonetheless it's highly significant that we appreciate the blog hence has driven the revitalization of the daily-M. Not because my random blurbs are at all significant as I stated, quite insignificant in fact!

I think of it as a way to get into the mind of the writer (me) to understand the sense of what's going on in their (my) head at that very precise moment. I equated it to a photographer and how they capture an image that by no means no one else would ever see if you were not walking in that person's shoes seeing at that exact moment . Captured silent and still for that moment before being then lost forever time . These random thoughts, these moments of insignificance in the big picture of life become so significant. Mental captures lost in time. Memory that is stored matter, connectivity of our neurons who really knows. But written down on paper, store forever  At any time these captures can be call back up by our children's children to see what life was like even in the most insignificant moments of life that then can become so significant; shaping who we are and maybe contributing in some way to this world.