Why on earth am I diving into this writing thing again? After years of neglect, I’ve mustered up the courage to pick it up once more. Most days, I find myself mindlessly wasting hours scrolling through social media or getting lost in the never-ending web abyss. And for what? It’s time to take a breather from it all, and what better way to do that than to saddle up and get back on the writing horse?
Now, let me be clear—I’m no Shakespeare. I’m just a regular Joe with a bunch of jumbled thoughts itching to escape. But hey, in this day and age, we all feel that way, right? Especially with countless platforms tempting us to unleash our creative juices. It’s like a golden era where anyone can be a writer, whether it’s your neighbor Karen, an ethnic dad, or just a plain old dad.
There’s no hiding from the relentless onslaught of people trying to crack the next viral news, dish out gossip, or set the latest trend. And guess what? I’m a victim too—yes, I said the victim. I’ve even ventured into the granddaddy of them all, YouTube. It’s like the original gangster of content platforms. Of course, there’s also Insta, FB, Linked, Snap, and that ever-growing TickyTok. It’s a real head-scratcher trying to decide whether to go for dad cool, teen woke, or face the terrifying youngest generation, the Alphas. By the way, I don’t have a clever nickname for them, but I’m genuinely scared of those little rascals. Aren’t we all?
Just think about it—these Alpha kids have Millennial parents and Gen X grandparents. They were practically born with a tablet in one hand while giving everyone a sassy side-eye. Now, you might be wondering where the heck I’m going with all this rambling. Honestly, I have no flipping idea. I just want to liberate myself from the clutches of social media and reawaken my dormant brain cells.
That’s the starting point, you know? And it kinda helps me feel complete if I can unload my thoughts somewhere in verbal form. Let’s keep our fingers crossed that I can stick with this writing project for at least a year. Who am I kidding? It’ll probably last six months tops, and if I’m lucky, three months before I’m distracted by my next “brilliant” idea. Oh, the struggle is real, my friend.”