a man named Gloria who's losing, tethering hipsterville, and the three day epiphany...

I'm just gonna right off the bat, say that this is the most impromptu blog post I've done so far, so deal... I'll just start with the audience.  I think the reason I've been doing this [blogging] in the first place, is that I wanna feel like there's always an audience that's always listening, even if that may not be true, it gives me a sense of importance.  Now that I'm showing my insecurites, that's just how I like to do things :P.  You may also wonder what the title is cluing at, the first part was a random thought while I was dishwashing, and I thought it was ridiculously ironic, which leads into the second part.  I've been hanging around this doorframe for a while now, I don't know if its my environment, or its truly what I'm into, but I'm constantly finding myself parallel to the invisible line of hipster interests.  It's been a bandwagon topic for some time now, so I wanna shove that possibility out of the way, but my interests have been slowly aligning themselves towards that.  Expanding upon this, I'm getting increasingly concerned with details, writing, and as always, time concerns.  That's as far as I'll expand on this.  Now to the last part; with these past three days being some kind of miracle sent from God to show me details that I wasn't really wanting, but they've become Easter eggs.  Starting with Friday night midnight, I was watching a Swedish documentary about Coldplay's "Viva La Vida" (you'll start to see them pop up everywhere from this point on), and I found a lot of things in it, very serendipitous.  The placement of music, the worldly connections, chilling images, and most importantly the connection between Coldplay and FC Barcelona.  I've kinda floated away from the latter platform, but its peculiar on how things interconnected in a really obvious and immediate kind of way.  Past that, another interesting thing I thought up, was after watching a certain romantic comedy, I looked on Facebook and saw lots of similarities with the plotline and real life.  In retrospect, I'm pretty sure it was just a ridiculous coincidence, but I don't wanna jinx any other mystical realizations I may come across in the future.  I'll end this post now before I get too high off of oxygen, and write like a 4/20-er.  Auf wiedersehen(?) [dedicated to a departing friend, who I'm starting to doubt]... -E