Misfit?
Some believe that I’m a contrarian but contrary to some I’m not.
Others think that I’m a skeptic but I simply question the premise of their inference.
Outcasts simply won’t let me in: I won’t buy into their cast out everything attitude.
Some things I like. Some things I don’t. I don’t give a damn about the status quo.
This may be a small part of the reason that I don’t seem to exactly fit in anywhere. But I like to think that I simply don’t have the time to find that niche in society where I’ll fit. So I linger here on the fringe of social circles though I’ve never actually belonged to any. It appears I may not be the only one with this dilemma as I suspect this is how the idea for social media came along. People on the fringe can now with their phones connect with other people on the fringe without the harassment of having to physically put up with them.
Now this is a concept I can get behind. It just doesn’t matter how socially lazy I really am. So at the recommendation of a young daughter I decided to try social media. It seemed simple enough and I’ve been sticking with it: it’s been like a whole week now.
But it’s beginning to bring back memories of the first grade. Like I’m going to class for the first time and it works basically the same only instead of walking up to a kid to be like ‘will you be my friend?’ now all you have to do is push the little befriend button. It’s always yes; we’re polite people in our old age.
In first grade someone would’ve just started crying at the thought of having to have yet another strange little friend.
With this in mind I’m looking here into my phone at all the faces (perhaps even yours) and I just can’t help but to ask myself a simple question.
Are we all now a misfit?