We live in the age of social media. Devouring (and more often than not parroting) an avalanche of information, both good and bad. We have an opinion on everything. We consume reality programming and situational content with more ease than we usually drink water. And we seem to believe anything that pops up on our screens, without ever questioning the credibility of the source, the logic behind what is dished out to us. We have become mindless drones.
Being at risk of relapsing into my former condition of not writing as often as I would like, here go some thoughts. Let me also clarify that the “as often as I would like” part of my sentence above in no way implies a need to write simply because I have to write something, in order to fulfil some egotistical need to speak. It is just an exercise, which I at least believe, will help keep my mind agile.
I do realise that it’s been a while since I posted anything. Yet again. But I meant to. Honestly. And I am not one for making up excuses – well, apologetic excuses that is. But, I do have one. Cognitive difficulties!
4 months later.
No, this isn’t reference to a post-apocalyptic world, where society has collapsed and the world has been overrun by zombies.
Or taken over by an evil overlord.
It’s been a while since I wrote something MS related. The past couple of days something has been occupying my thoughts though. How others view you when what you have is an invisible disease. Invisible to all but you that is.
About seven billion of them!
As you can tell I am not talking about actual snowflakes. Not about those glossy white, frozen raindrops that fall down from the sky in some parts of the world and carpet the ground with snow. What I am talking about is the uniqueness of each individual on the planet.