1. Curiosity might have killed the cat, but not me
2. My favorite teacher always told me to never stop writing
3. Sharing is caring, right?
4. Might be cool
Now what? Well, in order for me to keep writing, ideas are required. Just like in order for you to keep on reading, you must find a common interest in these words. Via this blog, I will bestow on you something for you to take away.
Some people just stumble across fascinating things haphazardly, while others really sweat their balls out to grasp location location location. If Google Search does not map out where you can find whatever it is you seek, tough. If Google lead you here, you should be feeling lucky. You and I, we might not want the same materialistic/conceptual subjects, but we are humans; we have the same needs. We both know what it's like to want something so badly to the point of needing it. Water becomes pool becomes aquarium in my living room.
The more bills, the more thrills. It kills me to face the fact that the load aplenty in my bank account diminishes to a hideous amount each week. I find a high in searching for material things that are unique and what I had no idea I wanted because priorly, I did not know where it had been all my life. To me, clicking 'submit order' could be analogous to, I don't know, perhaps a man's first post gender change orgasm. A bit too much? Yeah, tell that to my bank security alert system, which can't tell if a thief is attempting to pamper his/herself or if I have mistaken the month of June with Christmas. Hold onto your bumps, you gooses, cause it's just me, the splurging chief. It's silly to think that one click of a mouse or a tap of a touch pad can tickle my happy bone to the extent that it does. You should see me 5-8 business days later when I go all Russian spy on FedEx trucks.
As humans, we are always searching, be it for happiness, love, freedom, recipes, memories, lost relations...etc. All searches, new and old, spike the punch of life. They just do. My daily searches are modern day pirate hunts. There are all kinds of hidden gems and jewelries in the world, and the internet is my map to fruition. Maybe I spoil myself too much, or maybe I should be charged for well spent self-indulgence. I purchase more outfits than I get occasions to wear them and yet I still find it necessary to push the cart past checkout. There is only one person that I want to check me out, too, and I could wear bland clothing instead of brands for all he cares. Still, I persist in my searches, my love-lust relationship with concrete entities, as if it were my job. Is there such a thing as a professional shopaholic? If so, I got a raise ten minutes ago.
Ten minutes ago I joined a waiting list for an item that I only today realized exists, and exists beautifully, might I add. Earlier, I had first laid eyes on this necessity of a necklace, but lo and behold, I was bummed out shortly after. 'Out of stock'- every consumer's worst daymare. I went ballistic on Google Search, Google Shopping, Google Images, Etsy, eBay, Shopbop, and more, attempting to find a replica or at least that which is resembling. I was about to settle with an equivalent charm when I stared longingly at the necklace on the original Dogeared site until my sight wandered to 'Out of stock- coming back soon!' Sure, I didn't have to search long and hard to get to that point and turn into one blithe bum, but at least the experience reassured me that this golden charm is one whaley whaley prized possession. (On another note, do not become a splurging thief, though, and steal away the entire next restocked batch before I locate this jewel on my patient neck, please and thank you.)
If you're looking for something and you can't find it, there's a 100% chance you haven't searched hard enough. As the wise Dory DeGeneres always says, 'Just keep swimming!'
Dogeared Gold Dipped Whale Charm Necklace