About a week ago, I had the brilliant idea to give you visual and signed proof that I was once a young adult. I know I’m probably giving you a hard time (about your homework or something) and you think I’m such a square, but I was once where you were.
In between chain-smoking cigarettes (yes, your Dad, is a smoker) and grinding my teeth into dust, I spend my time wondering what my Dad was like when he was my age. Was he more laid back? Did he smoke less cigarettes? Was he drinking as much as I am? I wonder what gave him the thousand yard stare he has at the dinner table. Would we even get along if we were around at the same time?
Anyway, I took this picture and I’m writing this post so you won’t sit around and wonder what I was like. Through the magic of the Internet and social media sites like Facebook and Twitter (hopefully these are still around by the time you read this), I could carefully plan out these years so you’ll have a digital scrapbook to flip through once you’re old enough.
Here in the 2010s, we’re right in the middle of this dilemma of what to/what not to share on the Internet. There are plenty of people younger than I am right now who share a little bit too much without thinking and there are people who are completely disconnected from the whole thing.
I’ll admit, I love being connected to these websites because it makes me feel more important than I actually am. Every couple of months I delete, or just neglect, my Facebook profile because I think that I don’t want any part of it. But, that’s not the truth.
Through the permanent nature of the Internet, social media websites, and blogs I feel like I can create a “road map” of my life for you guys. One of the greatest things about the Internet is that it’s essentially one huge folder I can put all this stuff into. I don’t need to pay for it (I hope I won’t need to by the time you kids read this) and I can post whatever I want without fear of being censored (I also hope I won’t have to deal with censorship by the time you read this).
And I think this is, easily, the most responsible way I could use the Internet.
Your Dad (At 22-yrs-old)