LinkedIn Updates and Boy Have I Got a Headache

 I have just spent an hour updating my LinkedIn page and it gave me a headache.

Why? The multiple times I was asked to fill in blanks about my education, skills, and all kinds of information which was already on my profile just about drove me insane. I know what you are thinking: Mitch needs to take a course in updating his LinkedIn account. I agree. 

Why must these social media sites be so confusing? I'm not an idiot, though LinkedIn makes me reconsider that notion. Maybe I am stupid. When asking me to choose a job title for what I'm currently doing, the automated list had no title fitting my current work as a a YouTube specialist and social media content creator. I had to choose "Business consulting and development" or something remotely related to social media. Then, after an hour of spilling my brains on the desk, I entered another section of LinkedIn which gave me a list of all kinds of job titles. I finally settled on Social Media Specialist. 

The point is: if LinkedIn was my company, I'd quit. But then it would take me a day to find out how to resign. Layers upon layers of interconnecting information portals on LinkedIn reminds me of a hurricane in the Gulf Coast swirling around and around looking to drown someone. 

Sure. LinkedIn has been around forever. My first account was dated 2008, I think. I've not used the site that much in the past. Now, it has become such an engine and social media darling I felt obligated to return to the LinkedIn black hole of sucking the life out of me. So, I'm updated and feel quite proud of myself. 

Now to deal with my headache. 

 Holy Crap, Where Have I Been?

I suppose I've neglected this blog with the misconception that blog writing was outdated, unnecessary, and downright a waste of time. 

But you know what? I don't care. I've stop trying to care about such things. All I want to do is what I want to do. And I want to write things here. I want to write down my thoughts. Don't ask me why. I don't care. I just do. Someone once said you can't steer a parked car. I'm tired of being a parked car. I'll just do what I want and then steer myself into a ditch.

So...how have you been? I see my last blog postings were excerpts from a fantasy novel I've been working on for years and will mostly likely never publish. It's the process, right? The fun is in the DOING a thing. Boy, I have done a lot of DOING. 

Anyway, I welcome myself back to this blog. I mean, why not? It's here. It's a space to hang out and let my thoughts go wherever thoughts go these days. 

Which brings me to the topic of being creative. Something in me has always said "create." Maybe Satan has a sense of humor and it's he whom whispers in my ear "go create something out of nothing." I'm doomed to dying a creative death of a hundred deaths. Because you see, I can't create unless I'm willing to die. Creating and dying are two sides of the same coin. They coexist, mirrors of each other. Took me a while to figure this out. In order to create I have to be willing to die. Bummer.