Sing Along to Songs You Don't Know

Lately I've been really bothered by things like Facebook and other easy accesses to finding things out about people. It's so easy to quickly accumulate all the knowledge one needs to know about another person. I could easily and painlessly find out about a person's actions and involvements by rifling through their pictures or asking others about that person. These new forms of social networking have frozen my people skills and fostered a selfish desire to know others almost in order for them to know me. Maybe this is all stirred by insecurities found from a new college experience. But either way, I'm not having the fellowship like I used to.

This understanding has slowly hit me over the past couple of weeks. I was feeling different and my interactions with people were colder and only full of words. I do miss people. I miss staying up late and sharing stories and dreams with Aaron. I miss your confirming smiles. I miss my heart.

Then it all started to make a little more sense. The plot took a back seat and the attention to detail flourished. Lately, I haven't been seeing peoples' lives; I've been trying to hold their hearts, after I offer mine, of course. I love sharing a walk with Gabby or Alec because I forget that I have a cell phone. All I know is that people are wonderful songs that I can't get out of my head. I wish I could explain my joy when Howard, Jake, and I go exploring. I wish I could describe the colors that poured out of the phone when my sister called the other night. But then I'd be perpetuating the impersonal data swapping that has people shackled to their computers within their colorless walls. So please, go on and let your stories pour out of you; people are waiting to catch them.