Prepare yourselves ladies and gentleman, because today's post might just pull on your heart strings. Okay, maybe not - I mean we have to remember it's me AKA Miss-can't-take-herself-seriously talking (or rather, typing) here, but still, I am trying to be serious guys. I'm trying.
So anyway, I'll just put this out there. I'm kinda lonely. "Awww" I hear you all cry. But it's true! I mean, I'm perfectly okay, and I'm not lacking in friends as such, but on a day to day basis I'm pretty much alone 99% of the time because of what I do as a job. And since blogging is pretty much the 'it' job to have right now, I thought I'd tackle this little issue head on in the only way I know how: by word vomiting all over my computer for the whole world (pah, I wish) to read.
So for those of you that might not have already guessed, I blog full-time, and I absolutely bloody love it. I get to work in the comfort of my own home (in my own pyjamas, nonetheless) and I'm able to - pretty much - do what I want. How could I complain? Answer: I'm a 22 year old girl that doesn't get enough sleep, and if there's one thing us gals can do, it's complain. So here's the one downside - and that is that blogging can be a lonely, lonely business. A business that I'm ridiculously lucky to be a part of, sure, but there are only so many conversations you can have with your computer.
Anyway, let's rewind a little. Since I can remember I've never really been much of a social person. I mean, I like people just as much as the next, er, person, but I've always preferred being in my own company than being with a big group of humans (which probably explains the whole life-on-the-internet situ). In school I used to prefer watching Nickelodeon to playing outside, in College I got far too good at playing Call of Duty on my Xbox, and now? Well, now it's actually my job (even though I hate calling it that) to sit on the internet all day. Ironic, isn't it? That the majority of my day to day life revolves around social media, yet none of my daily tasks are actually centred around me speaking to a walking, talking, human being. How social.
Now this might sound like an absolute dream to some of you, because - let's face it - sometimes human to human contact is one of the last things you want in your life. But despite all the annoyances and disagreements that can come with a workforce, it's actually pretty vital to have at least some form of communication on the daily. With blogging however, there are no work colleagues, just a computer screen staring back at you (did that sound as profound as I intended it to? I hope so.) and there are no guidelines or rules. In fact, I just make all of this up as I go along. How much should I charge for a blog post? It's something I've had to figure out myself. Does this blog post suck? Again, it's all just a trial and error. What I'm saying is that there's no one sitting on the desk next to me who I can talk to about tough decisions and what I'm meant to do. Of course, I have some (truly, truly, wonderfully fantastically gr8) real life friends and blogger friends in my life. But the blogpals - just like a lot of my other real life pals- are based in the big city, and I only get to see them from time to time.
In fact, sometimes I get so desperate to talk to other people that I find myself chatting to the postman about absolutely nothing, or having full blown conversations with my pets that are far too complex for them to even begin to understand (although I must say, the cats are very, very good at SEO). I've now even made a point of going outside pretty much every day to do the most pointless things. Only yesterday I found myself in a gardening shop picking up weed killer. I hate gardening. But we had weeds and it meant I had a reason to go outside an communicate with someone - even if that someone was a very angry middle-aged Cornish man sat behind a till. See, I'm that desperate.
But even so, doing little bits and pieces like this on the daily really does help me stay (remotely) sane. Obviously, since finishing my second year at Uni, it's far too easy for me to tell all you fellow bloggers to just run away from your desk every once in a while. I mean, come September I'll be back to juggling working, blogging and studying all over again, but whenever possible I do think it's pretty damn important to give yourself a breather every once in a while. It's no longer a case of your parent's telling you you'll get 'square eyes' (or whatever it was they said when we were kids) but more so about not letting yourself succumb to the routine of just hash tagging and tweeting all day long. Cause let's face it, you're not going to look back on your life one day and remember all those times you re-blogged a photo or took a great selfie, are ya?
So alas, there is no real point to this blog post, but I felt like it needed to be said. Obviously - and I'll say this until Im blue in the face - I'm insanely lucky to do what I do, and I appreciate it every single day. But hey, I'm the sort of girl that likes to lay her cards out on the table. There are downsides to every job. Yours might be shitty customers, or a crap boss - mine happens to be a lil bit of loneliness here and there. I can't be the only blogger in the world that feels this way, so alas, let us all gather round and be lonely together. I mean, we can all head to the gardening shop for weed killer, if you like. I'm game if you are.
Can you guys relate to this at all?