Locked into place

I’ve been reflecting a lot on how people get stuck into versions of themselves that don’t seem to progress with time. Dawn and I always marveled at people we’d run into who didn’t seem to grow in any way after high school or college. Same music, same clothes, same behavior, etc. I wonder though, if I may be succumbing as well.

I could say it has been the birth of my kid that is slowing me down but I think there’s more to it. I just don’t seem to have the curiosity I used to, especially when it comes to music. Maybe its just no longer that important to me, but it feels like it is. Truth be told I’ve been more devoted to video games than most other media for the last few years. And that isn’t a problem necessarily, its just that unlike music, video games are a form that is largely unapproachable to me from a creative standpoint, so I find myself spending a not insignificant amount of time doing something I achieve no long term usefulness from, besides my own pleasure. Ultimately it is wasted time.

I’m not quite sure where I’m going with this, I just felt like writing a bit.

Some component of my stasis also involves the fact that I devote almost all of my free time to consuming, rather than processing information.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published.