Monday afternoon thoughts

Today I ran across a song by Andy Mineo called Honest 2 God that just really touched my heart.  I am a big fan of his and have seen him perform on a few different occasions and really enjoy his work.  It’s easy to just assume that he’s doing big things and working on new projects and life is good.  I hear his music and even when he raps about struggles it seems they are from times past and not something he still deals with.

When I heard this song and he made mention of how he’s questioned his beliefs and dealt with depression in December 2016 it was almost shocking.  I had seen him the previous spring and had such a good time at his concert.  For the finale I helped him balance on the railing in front of the stage as he rapped “You can’t stop me” and felt like it was just such a hyped show.  He had some new songs drop over the summer and hinted at a new tour with the Social Club Misfits (another favorite of mine).  I would have guess things were going great.  I mean, I follow him on Instagram and Twitter and it was awesome.  At least it seemed awesome.

To hear the word depression was almost shocking.  It’s a word that most people won’t use.  It’s almost taboo to do so.  Depression seems like something that only affects people with dark lives and no hope.  So often depression is associated with suicide and the two are never something people want to acknowledge.  I could picture him at his breakfast table, cereal getting soggy and just breaking down.  The pressure of life just becoming too much to hold in any longer and his emotion just taking over.

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Distractions

Sometimes there isn’t even a notification.  I’ll check my phone, swearing I heard or felt an alert and there is nothing there. As if that wasn’t bad enough I work at a computer all day with the freedom to have multiple windows open.  A few of those windows are always Facebook and Twitter.  I see the indicators that there is a message and I’m compelled to click or I might miss something.

I was a very early adopter to digital media.  It’s something I’ve always enjoyed and I loved to be in the know.  At one point, when Blackberries were still cool, you could reach me a million different ways.  I had BBM, Twitter, Email (several accounts), SMS, Facebook and of course you could call.  I had custom alerts for each one so I knew what I got without even looking.

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Today I’m so connected that I’m constantly being interrupted.  The problem is I don’t see them as interruptions.  I see these alerts as fuel for my creativity.  I see new ideas, posts or thoughts and it sets me off into my own rabbit hole.  Just as I’m getting ready to really dive in there I get another alert, another idea and another rabbit hole.  I’ve dug so many but none are very deep.

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