“I bumped into something and was knocked to the ground. It took me several breaths to gather myself together, at first I thought I’d walked into a tree, but then that tree became a person, who was also recovering on the ground, and then I saw that it was her, and she saw that it was me, ‘Hello,’ I said, brushing myself off, ‘Hello,’ she said. ‘This is so funny.’ ‘Yes.’ How could it be explained? ‘Where are you going?’ I asked. ‘Just for a walk,’ she said, ‘and you?’ ‘Just for a walk.’ We helped each other up, she brushed leaves from my hair, I wanted to touch her hair, ‘That’s not true,’ I said, not knowing what the next words out of my mouth would be, but wanting them to be mine, wanting, more than I’d ever wanted anything, to express the center of me and be understood. ‘I was walking to see you.’ I told her, ‘I’ve come to your house each of the last six days. For some reason I needed to see you again.’ She was silent, I had made a fool of myself, there’s nothing wrong with not understanding yourself and she started laughing, laughing harder than I’d ever felt anyone laugh, the laughter brought on tears, and the tears brought on more tears, and then I started laughing, out of the most deep and complete shame, ‘I was walking to you,’ I said again, as if to push my nose into my own shit, ‘because I wanted to see you again,’ she laughed and laughed, ‘That explains it,’ she said when she was able to speak. ‘It?’ ‘That explains why, each of the last six days, you weren’t at your house.’ We stopped laughing, I took the world into me, rearranged it, and sent it back out as a question: ‘Do you like me?”—Jonathan Safran Foer, Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Why did you decide to start a tumblr? (of which is lovely to say the least :) ) And what are your thoughts on social media (such as tumblr) and how it affects our lives presently and its importance? (compared to the past) :)
aw thanks (: but wow, what difficult questions. um. i used to “blog” through the old msn spaces, it was my version of a journal, usually for a lot of emotions that i didn’t want to dump on friends. after realizing that the boy i like reads my entries i wanted to share elsewhere because, well, a lot of my ramblings were, and still are, about him. so tumblr it was. and it was great because whenever i see something beautiful or funny or inspiring i always always want to share it.
as for social media, i think it is great in the extent to which it really allows people to share their opinions, to explore beautiful things, and to be themselves.
on the other hand i think it makes us so connected on a flat horizontal level with everything and everyone that we are losing connectivity on a vertical level, in terms of relationship depth. there’s a constant need to be updated, to be connected, that we often forget what is right beside us.
it also scares me that the development of communication is reducing our ability to communicate with people we truly care about. a cute facebook message makes me smile but is it replacing in person actions?
hm, i sound dry. and you are reminding me of my film midterm. but, if i knew you in real life i think i’d definitely want to befriend you, anon!
“You expected to be sad in the Fall. Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light. But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen. When the cold rains kept on and killed the Spring, it was as though a young person died for no reason.”—Ernest Hemingway (via atomos)