Mindlessnesslessness

One of my new year's resolutions last year was actually to blog more, and I've been keeping up by blogging approximately once a week (4 blogs per month, really) since last June, and I haven't gone a month without blogging since a year before that. Crazy.

Today officially marks 4 months with Jen! And she is coming to visit this weekend, so that's something to look forward too.

I left my headphones at the house today (notice I didn't say "home"). I'm really bummed about that. Work is so much better when I can listen to music all day. There were a few albums in mind that I wanted to listen to. I always enjoy listening to music during my 25-minute commute, so forgetting my headphones is such a tease.

Speaking of music, I recently looked up concerts to go to in Baltimore. Dinosaur Feathers is headlining a show in March, so I'm really excited about that. A band I kind of know called Woods is also playing at a cafe soon, so I might check that out. I just need ways to keep myself active, you know? And if I can meet new people down here, that would be ideal.

It'll be kind of weird to go to a show by myself though. I was actually talking to Chris about this, and he was saying that it's not that bad if you really like the band (granted company is always welcomed). Then he told me about a band I never heard of that he wants to see, and I offered to give them a listen and go to the show as well (as it turns out, I really like the band a lot). This instantly reminded me of the beginning of my senior year, when he told me that he'd gladly go to almost any show with me so I didn't have to go solo, just because he generally enjoys concerts and is always open to new music. Here was someone I didn't know extremely well at the time, offering to drop a few dollars to see a band that he may have never heard of to keep me company. That really resonates with me. Money is simply material whereas music is more spiritual and significant, I feel. Some people are against paying to see a band they hardly know, but I think the trade-off makes perfect sense, really.

If I had an aura, I wonder what color it would be?

It's crazy to think about how all of our lives are taking shape. Mark and I are pretty much in the same boat in terms of the challenges of starting a new job and living in a new area, or atleast we eventually will be. For now, Mark is making a really long commute every day on top of preparing for intensive CPA exams. That's an extremely difficult routine and I really admire his perseverance. I briefly talked to Mark about this last friday while we drove around before Jenny's party. It was good to catch up with him, as it always is.

Is anyone down to have some serious conversations soon? You know, like meaningful life chats and deep discussions about philosophy and the fucking universe. I need more of those in my life.

I feel like people don't open up to each other enough. I mean, this doesn't apply for everybody; some people will literally tell you everything they're feeling. And that's good I guess. But in general, we've all got things on our minds and we don't really talk about them. Instead, we opt to publish ambiguous content to the internet as a means of exposing our feelings while still masking the truth (one of the shortfalls of the internet and social networking, in my opinion, is that it makes it more difficult for us to truly express ourselves). Of course I'm a hypocrite since I do this as well. But I'm always one for keeping an open mind and I think it's important that my closest friends can share with me what they're truly feeling, and I can do the same.

I'm not just talking about bottling up negative emotions either. We need to share what makes us happy. I suppose, in a lot of ways, we do through our actions. And we'll often get drunk and/or loving and/or nostalgic and share with friends how much we care for them. But I feel like we don't get into much detail very often. We know "what" but not necessarily "how" or "when" or "why." I remember when Chelsea put together a yearbook for me back in November, and I read such heartwarming words from many of my friends. But why don't we exchange these feelings and words in person more frequently? Let's spread the happiness. I mean, why not?

What even is this blog post? I don't know. But I like it.