I had an epiphany, last night about myself and the phenomenon known as the interwebz.

Lately, I’ve been in an emotional, mental, and creative slump. In the past month, I’ve had too much time on my hands and have found myself unable to channel it through something.  Always before, I have found solace in writing but in my current state, even that, has done little for me. Namely, because I find myself unable to do it. Or, more specifically, unable to percieve my writing as something meaningful. 

A large portion of this creative malaise has been my sense of inadequecy when it comes to the whole blogging and tumblr and every other online forum.  Lately, I’ve simply felt like someone’s parent trying to be hip and happening with my kids’ friends but only coming off as more of a ninkumpooop.  I’d read and observe the blogs and sites of others I know and wonder how it is that they are so good at this whole thing. They blog, and tumble, and tweet, and Facebook, and everything so much better than me. 

What makes them so special? I’d ask myself.  Well, last night, I found an answer.

What makes them special is that they believe that every single moment/act of their life is worth documenting and exhibiting.  From the smallest act of putting jam on toast to the largest events like getting married or breaking up.  They don’t differentiate between the “everyday” and the “special”. To them, the everyday is special. 

It sounds like such a simple and obvious thing but, frankly, it has kind of blown me away and revealed to me where I’ve been going wrong for such a long time.  I have not been putting enough worth in my own personal everyday, whether it’s warrented or not. 

You have to truly believe that every single moment of your life is worth something!

It’s so easy to forget amidst the mediocrity and frustrations and inadequacies of our mortal coil.  I feel that is the most positive thing that can ever come out of our current obsession with oversharing and overdocumenting.