Someone asked me why I didn’t write serious things in my blog. It’s not that I’m inept at having a serious conversation or that I don’t have serious thoughts – I know, shocking.
It’s more of the perceptions that are so entwined with Fittingly and myself, developed throughout the years. After something has built itself on certain pillars and characteristics, it’s as if that existence is so engrained that acts or behaviors that deviate from that perception is just strange – neither positively or negatively – just strange.
I have a pretty clear idea of what people expect from this blog and if I can be a little presumptuous, it’s quips about culture/technology, mundane daily happenings, occasional rants about school and excess pretension or whatever. Those categories, while broad, leave little room for musings on life, God or moral righteousness.
Plus, I’d like to think those conversations are saved for close and dear friends.
i actually thought your blog was relatively serious and made mine look even more childish
Though unserious, your blog is still deeply witty, deeply intelligent, Mil
Plus, it’s not just you. There is a certain blog culture and all kinds of unspoken norms that we all abide by. There’s even etiquette for us blog READERS! e.g. I do not paper your blog with comments about how much I love you. Though, I would.