I undocked the laptop from my desk, and moved to the leather couch in my office to add yet another entry into this humble blog… thankful for your visit if indeed you have come. Like I have said before, you’re time is not taken for granted here.

reillymorris_deskAs of late, like most casual surfers of the web, I have been spending time on the likes of Facebook, and more recently (and very briefly), Twitter. I’m not sure what it is about social networking apps that we all find so appealing? I mean, who cares if I am having a bad day? Who cares if I’m liking my job, or petting my dog, or brushing my teeth or even staring blankly into space? In a world where we are all so accosted by information and technology, how have we come to care so much about the minutia of other’s existence? Isn’t it bad enough that I have to understand every operating system, business application and budget estimate strategy – without speaking of how you like your toast buttered?

Or more starkly perhaps, this is yet another part of our evolution- that in our quest to excel in every aspect- we have now found ourselves trying to excel at even the smallest of details? Is there some added advantage to having this information? Looking at a few status updates around me, someone is unpacking from a long trip- another is enjoying the quiet of her house… another is proud of report cards and still another is pleased at having attained some weight loss. I hardly think any of this affords me some advantage- however contrived. But… perhaps this. Perhaps it is our need… or even my need… to be connected to others that compels this habitual virtual interplay? We all like to think of ourselves as independent of others and in control of our own destiny- but maybe the connection these sites allow us actually feeds a deeper need. A need to be accepted. To be liked. To be heard. Or just the need to express?

So this evening, I’ve now fed my needs, or at least some of them. I think I once had the need to be accepted, still have a need to be liked, always had the need to be heard and now… I’m learning that all I ever really wanted was to fulfill the need to express.

With that, back to Facebook.


 
 
 

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2 Responses to “The Human Need to Express”

  1. Danielle says:

    You’ve also used social networking apps to swipe someones photo! That’s appealing. I use social media to keep my family informed of how my life is moving along on the sunny west coast as they freeze on the dreary east coast.

    • admin says:

      It is freezing up here on the dreary East Coast. Bet you miss it though! :) Thanks for the photos… at some point I hope to have a photo gallery here- don’t think I’ll forget you! :)

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