It's 2022 whoopty doo

Most recent unfiltered no makeup selfie to show you how real 2022 is.

So it's 2022 and the pandemic thing is still going on. I write these blogs to document my mental state at certain points in my life and my mental state right now is OVER IT 🤣

I'm 45 and transitioning into the other side of my adult life while still feeling a lot like an 8 year old, in some regards. I've realized as I watch people I know continue to do the same things they've been doing, at the same places, with the same people and for the same reasons (habit?) that I feel no connection to that lifestyle anymore. I don't seek validation, approval and more "friends" and therefore don't feel the need to constantly be out social butterflying at the usual spots. Gossiping about the same things with the same people.

It feels like everything is done for social media to watch. Life for the purpose of Instagram.

I used to call it the "glittering world of nightlife" but it's not glittering just kinda boring and done for me. This includes art openings and all that ilk too.

I've discovered that I'm a person that constantly needs new ideas and thoughts and higher vibrations injected into my reality. Stagnation and sameness and vanity and constant self absorption into a small clique...please change the channel.

The same ideas rehashed... Doesn't do it for me. I often think about people I hold in high regard for always evolving - like David Bowie...and know he would not be doing the same things he was doing ten years ago with the same people at the same places. He would not be painting the same painting. He would not be recording the same album.

And here's where I'm "out of step with the world"- most everyone is ok with doing just that. I feel like I want people to operate at a higher vibrational frequency than they are. I feel like they need to wake up from their stagnant dream state and do NEW and better. They just want to go through the motions of what they've been doing. But right now the world is sleepy and I feel like I've gone off road from everyone and everything else. As an artist I'm ok and used to that. As a human it can be kinda isolating.

But here's to 2022 - may it be better however you personally feel it can be. ❤️

I'll be trying to do as many challenging new things as possible and learning as much as I can.

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