I've Been Inspired...Finally.



I've white-boarded the idea of starting a blog for sometime now, but have never been able to justify it, because frankly, who gives a shit what I think? The answer is probably maybe a good 5 to 6 people, but even that might be generous. I honestly think of the biggest problems with social media is that too many people are under the impression that there are hundreds of people out there that give a shit what they are thinking, eating, what their kids are doing, or who they are currently hanging out with. I know that's super cynical, but really, the only person who cares about the Instagram photo of pasta you just posted is well, you. And maybe some serious pasta enthusiasts. But they are few and far between.

The whole point of this blog isn't to capture you with scintillating thought-provoking subjects, it's more or less a way to decompress my head's thoughts. My mind races at most times. I like to think that I am a student of the human condition. With that, however, comes constant trains of thought as to the behaviors of those around me.

This is me. Thinking about shit.

Unfortunately, this also means I have the attention-span of a dead goldfish. However, visiting the airport and going to the gym this morning has inspired me to write something because curiousity is getting the better of me. Which brings me to my very first blog-post: People You Could Do Without at the Gym.