Every once in a while, you encounter a fellow human who leaves you scratching your head in disbelief – often while muttering to yourself about terrible childhoods and unhappy adults. This is one of those tales, told through the lens of Hubster, a man of patience who rarely feels the need to moan about his fellow humans.
Friends and family posting food photos, pictures of pets, a few political rants, maybe even a video of a panda sliding down a bamboo shoot. I’d like to pay you all back in kind, but it just never seems to work out that way.
I partied hard this week, which was a wild departure from my normal couch potato lifestyle. I had to leave my house three days in a row and I can tell you that it was as weird for me as it was for those who had to interact with me.
It is my dream to one day make the journey to the United Kingdom and explore everything I’ve only seen on television. Since most of what I know has been gleaned from 18th century romance settings and the Sherlock Holmes television series, I thought it was time that I learn the basics of today’s UK society, starting with their simplest love.
Well, it’s another week and of course we have another installment of all the things that have gone on in social media land. My brain has been up to shenanigans again and I don’t want to be alone with the crazy, so I’ll unleash it upon all of you.
Last week I finally achieved my dream of publishing my first book. Unfortunately, no one warned me about a serious condition that some writers develop once they get that first book finished.
Last year I started a bit of a furor over my thoughts on adulthood – it seems that no matter your country, the entire story plot has been a lie.
As technology advances, I have found myself thinking about all the things the current and future generations will never know. They won’t get to experience the heart-stopping thrill that came from snooping on your fellow human without the ease of technology to ensure you weren’t caught.
Have you ever woken up on a Monday and felt you spent the previous week babbling on social media about things that were better left unsaid?
Well, it’s official, my brain has decided to never give me a moment’s peace for the rest of my life. …