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I love days of the week that correlate with an action or an event. When I became an adult I realized that if I didn't assign something to them, to each day, at least that they would blur by. Defining days that were meant for fun or work is how I kept myself happy.

even if it was just one tiny little thing.
This blog mostly goes unedited and full of grammar mistakes mostly out of laziness, one long list of ongoing thoughts that might churn out a nugget of gold.

Today is Saturday, Day 4 of lent. If I don't think about it it's much easier to sort of pass the time, I made it my mission to go almost the full weekend without facebook but I cracked around 6pm today. I haven't posted but I did want to look. Turns out I wasn't missing as much as I thought I was and too my relief, only proves what Minush said on the "Note to self." podcast. Fear of missing out is a real thing and maybe it's our own way of keeping up to date, something to do with our mortality. Which is a very dark way of looking at it but in a lot of ways if you don't keep up with social media you are dead.. yet the people that do are not happy.

What a cycle. I think we are all trying to figure out what is the best way, or the right way to do things and it's not that simple anymore.

I find that the eventual boastful post goes away if i just think it, I think of what I want my status to be and as it dissipates I get this tiny thrill that this action is just for me. That in history, there is only a small account of what I did but no one knows I'm there aside from the few i'd told. No one knows about the walk I had from Deadpool, hell aside from this blog no one even knows I went to see Deadpool, much less rejoin a gym. Little secrets I keep just for me and well, now on this blog but even still this isn't a blog anyone actually knows about.

In this day and age we keep so little for ourselves and maybe I can try expanding on that without closing my circle, because despite not being on facebook for a full 24 hours, people still chatted with me.

People didn't forget me.
My friends didn't forget me.

I really need to remember that.