My understanding is that on Mastodon, you keep it pretty short, and that you have to be followed by people by having gotten reposted by the right popular people or no one will ever know you exist. I’m not very comfortable with chasing popularity. And when I looked at Mastodon, it didn’t look very light.
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I get that a question brings more engagement, but if I don’t have a question, I don’t have a question. And I might have a thought I want to put down in writing, and maybe someone will read it. Even if no one happens to read it, putting it where someone could read it and not just on paper or a nowhere unknown blog can feel better.
Healthier, maybe less combative from getting a better understanding of who someone is.
I’ll feel like it would be nice to interact with some people, and maybe I want to write some, but I won’t have any questions, and I don’t feel like reacting to what happened in politics today perhaps, and I don’t enjoy memes.
I’m not thinking specifically of deep thoughts or shallow thoughts, but when I happen to think of anything, it could be nice to communicate it to other people where it might spur thoughts for them or conversation or even just put it down in writing even if no one cares. If it’s casual enough, there is casualconversation, but if it doesn’t fit in the box well, it doesn’t fit in the box well. Or not even thoughts exactly as I might want to talk about what I did today or saw today.
Ah, moving…there was a moment in my early teens when we could have moved, and I sometimes wonder how that could have opened up my life. Of course I didn’t know our finances and had little grasp of what was going on with my mother psychologically.
I haven’t seen it. I usually need a very strong reason to make myself watch something with Robin Williams in it, but I’m more open to it than seeing Jim Carrey, or especially Adam Sandler.
I saw a television episode on Youtube once where a guy went back because there was the girl he didn’t get when he was around 17. She had been so built up with the glow of memory, but then seeing her again with adult eyes, she was like a kid to him. Pretty girl, but someone whose memory he could move on from now.
Maybe Back Then would be less of a nebulous, mysterious thing to think over if I had photos or video from back then. No photos or video? Must have been real horse-and-buggy days.
I saw Night Flight in syndication, and I loved the weird cartoons and films and everything.
I’ve tried to remember why I never mentioned it to anyone at school, and I think I must have been afraid somehow.
It was a long time before I even learned (from reading what others had to say about their teens and early 20s) that a “normal” person was trying on lots of identities/subcultures to see where they could be coolest and most liked and also that they were looking around for specific cool people they wanted to be like and copying them.
If I try to think who was cool whom I could have wanted to be, I don’t really think of anyone. Maybe I had a strong sense of myself, or maybe I wasn’t around people I thought that highly of, or maybe I was just very certain I was never going to be cool so I shouldn’t embarrass myself by trying.
I have look at it, and if I have something that’s solidly casual, it could fit there, although I’m also thinking that if I have three casual thoughts in a day, now I’m already almost flooding the place. Would have to start slowly in that case.