First thing I did when this sequestered lock-down started was ditch the bra. I mean, who cares if I wear one or not?
Imagine a tree, decorated to please.
With glitter and glass,
And shiny trinkets.
Some are made by the hand of a child.
Others, handed down from generations ago.
But the new year beckons, and for some, that means something:
The point of blogging is to share something with the people who live in the internet.
As some of you know, I went to school with a boy who became a famous, and internationally known musician, singer, guitar player.
Since discovering him on social media and following him along, I have reminisced about an art class we both took in grade 11. I wanted to know if he, too, remembers that particular class. In part 1 of this story I wrote about how we met.
Later, I decided to reach out to him to ask him about that class. I wasn’t really expecting a response. I figured he was busy and famous and that he probably employs PR people to run his social media account. But I sent him a DM in Instagram anyway. Part 2 of this story tells you what happened next.
To read part 1 click here.
After I sent that DM in Instagram to a former classmate, I walked away from my phone.
The memory I had of an event in grade 11 art class had triggered something in me to want to reach out to this man, a boy I once knew for many years in school and who is now a famous musician, singer and guitarist.
I was really curious: did he remember that class as vividly as I did?
Some social media apps on mobile have some really handy features I like. I got used to these features, which is why when I join new apps and notice they don’t have the same flexibility or capability as the others, I am propelled to call this out on my blog. 😛
Two weeks ago I answered the questions by IM Fletcher and Deb who asked me related questions about my flight attendant days. Click here to see their inquiries and my responses.
Last week I answered questions about my Swiss background initiated by BereavedSingleDad, Cupcakecache and Joni of Home Place Web. To see those questions and answers, click here.
Remaining questions will be addressed on future Mondays so don’t despair if you haven’t seen yourself mentioned yet. There were 16 people in total who asked me things, and I did take my time to respond accurately and honestly, which you can imagine does take some time.
So here is the next group of questions:
I am interrupting my vacation memories reporting to bring you some other thoughts percolating through my head. 🙂
There are people in my life who consider internet friends not real.
Most ‘real’ people in my life consider all things social media ‘fake’. Essentially, they consider a person I ‘met’ through a blog or social media as ‘not a real friend’ and thereby ‘fake’.
As if meeting in physical life is a prerequisite to authentic friendship.
I am not one of those people.
Does the inside of your fridge look like this?