Connections…we all have loads these days, one of my amusing diversions is to try and remember how I first came across people, or how they came across me. A lot of the time it isn’t easy to trace, true, on the blog I could easily scroll through the posts and comments and pinpoint the specific point for each of you but where’s the fun in that? If I carry on down that road, I wouldn’t ever use my books for research, I would simply look it up on the internet and there’s no sense of challenge in that.
So thanks to that memory exercise and my long considering, I’ve realised that it’s a very gradual thing to slowly gain that familiarity and then build up a friendship and finally have that ability to appear slightly mental but have your new ‘besties’ appreciate and go with it, instead of seeing it as a character flaw.
Years ago it wouldn’t have been this easy gaining such an international group of people together…letter writing was cumbersome, in regards to the waiting between each bit of correspondence. I remember that being the only annoying thing about chatting with my pen pals, who have probably long forgotten me since those days.
What brought this post on was waking up to the end credits of 90’s comedy Birds of A Feather, which has, in my opinion, a really morbid song and video montage, it has been years since I last saw this and I hate the way it goes…all the imagined memories and changes in life…perhaps it’s the thought of mortality, or maybe I’m just in one of those moods these days…anyway should you wish to feel (potentially) miserable, here are the opening and closing credits…because YouTube has all this stuff.
So although its easier to gain friends around the world – very easy in fact – there seems to be quite a lot of people who appear for a bit and then disappear again, which is also a bit of a shame but this is the hazard of blogging…so I appreciate you guys for your continued support and patience at my musings that seem to lack an actual point or summation. Now I think it’s now high time for a beer.