When I was a tween (yeah, I just shuddered at that verbiage), I remember thinking that the world of adults was one of intellect. I pictured smart conversations and an overall want and desire to help others. I imagined that everyone was excited to learn and share their knowledge with each other.
And then I get here…I finally arrive…and everyone is watching cat videos.
It’s strange. I know that there are different groups of people just like in High School. The jocks and the geeks and the nerds and the stoners and so on and so forth. But for some reason, I just assumed that once I reached the summit where everything happens, that I’d somehow fit in.
I definitely don’t fit in.
There isn’t a place for me in this mosaic world. Not a specific one. I’m always too strange or too normal or too funny or too lame. I drink too much. I don’t drink enough. I don’t go out enough…that probably will not change for some time. I didn’t join the damn PTO. (And I’m not going to, dammit.)
Maybe I’m trapping myself in a bubble? Or am I hanging out in all the wrong places?
I guess, my question is, Where are all the smart people?
I’m not labeling myself as MENSA here, I’m just looking for someone to talk about something other than the Kardashians.
I need stimulation! (Don’t you make that dirty. I see you snickering over there.) Mental stimulation. Conversation. History. KNOWLEDGE.
I want people to care about things. I want them to form their own opinions rather than whatever the hell their parents believe or the mass media blanketing coverage tells them to believe.
But all I see are people twerking. And that just makes me oh so sad.