I spend a lot of time on social media. I spend a lot of time reading articles containing lists. Lists like “13 Little Signs You’re Doing A Pretty Good Job At This ‘Being An Adult’ Thing,” “The 18 Most Underrated Cities in the United States,” or “The 30 Things That Happen When You Get A Gigantic Zit.”
I don’t know why these lists became such a huge phenomenon. It used to be just a once-in-a-while thing. I wish they would STOP already.
Every time I read a relationship list, I feel like I’m lacking something in my life or personality. I get more and more insecure and self-conscious.
Every time I read a travel list, I have the worst case of wanderlust.
There are so many lists of so many different things. I just made a list of my favorite things for this week, and each Monday I make a playlist of 10 songs I’m currently listening to…trying to fit in with the current blogging culture of endless, endless lists.
Next week I will make a list of all the list articles I read in a week. It’ll be a social experiment.