Everything that is too much is bad. Everything should be done in moderation. I've read a lot of reminders (warnings?) like these. But never did I think that it would also apply to blogging. Can too much blogging (and web surfing for that matter) ever be bad - an activity that enriches knowledge and broadens one's perspective through reading posts and articles on the boundless pages of cyberspace? A pastime that encourages social interaction with friends and contacts on the web? I didn't think so.
Blogging has been such a great outlet for me. I've written about this so many times in the past. And ever since I discovered that I can earn a little with this activity, I've loved it even more. In fact, I've often said that I have turn into a blogging addict. This is what occupies most of my time. But having said that doesn't mean that my social life is zilch. I have a healthy social life (at least I
think I do, he he), though I must admit that I have tapered it down a few notches in the past month because of two excuses things: 1) in this time of financial difficulty, I have to cut down on unnecessary expenses, and 2) time spent earning money is much better than spending it.
Lately, however, I've noticed a different side of me emerging, something about me that I'm not very happy to see. Maybe, too much time spent in front of this high-tech box that obeys all my commands is starting to take its toll.
1. I was watching TV the other day, taking a few minutes off from the computer to rest my weary eyes (yeah, right!) when the remote jammed. Pushing the channel selector repeatedly didn't help. Impatient, I slammed the gadget on my thigh. It worked. A few minutes later, it jammed again and the previous technique to fix it wouldn't work this time. I was getting frustrated as I knew the Amazing Race Asia 3 telecast was already underway in another channel. In my frustration, I threw the remote against the wall and broke it, into a hundred pieces. The next day, off to the mall I went to buy a replacement.
2. Late yesterday afternoon, I lost my temper again and killed another gadget. The broadband connection was slow again and I was having a hard time dropping Entrecards. To add to my frustration, the mouse was acting up. The optical sensor underneath it was flashing non-stop, causing the cursor to do the same on the screen. In my frustration, I slammed it on the table. The flashing was gone in an instant. I killed the mouse! Off to the mall again I went to get a replacement.
3. Over dinner last night, my brother and I had an argument over the show we were watching on TV. I can't exactly remember how it got so bad but I suddenly heard myself shouting at the top of my voice, to everyone's surprise (including myself). I was so embarrassed with what I did, and angry at myself at the same time, that I kept quiet throughout dinner.
A few minutes of reflection led me to writing this post.
What is happening to me? Have I turned into an impatient, high-strung monster? Why do I suddenly have such a short fuse? Is this the result of too much time spent in front of the PC where every click of the mouse and tap on the keyboard is obeyed by my tech slave? Have I become too detached from social interaction due to my blogging addiction? Am I going nuts; do I need to see a shrink? ( Yikes! ) I hope I won't have to. Besides the fact that I can't afford it, I don't want to be labeled as a nut case. He he. Anything but a shrink.
There was one solution I tried and I hope it will work. I prayed. I asked for guidance, patience, humility and enlightenment. And anything else that will help kick this thing from my system. I may not end up crazy after all this but one thing's for sure, I'll end up broke with all the gadget thrashing I'm doing! He he.
Postscript: I called some friends and invited them out tonight. This might be good solution to my problem. Better mingle with warm bodies more often than spending most of my time under the warm glare of my PC monitor. The mere thought of socializing tonight excites me. I can't wait to jam with my friends again, talk about old times, laugh at each other, with each other. Damn, I just realized how much I miss going out. It's a good sign, isn't it? It may really be the answer to my problem.
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