I get depressed the same day I come home. I know what it is about now. Everything is exactly as we left it–except dirtier. Nothing happens when we leave. Nothing changes here. Ever. The days are a sad cycle of video games, anime, video games, videos, video games, anime. Occasionally they’ll trot out a new game, but mostly it is the same stuff on repeat and nothing ever evolves. It is a very hard way to live for me, and a very easy way to live for them, because there is no desire for forward progress. This is what teens and people in their 20s do. Its Seinfeld but in real time.
So why does it make me sad? I want so much more for them and to see them settle into nothingness makes me sad. Beyond that, being a person that sees that they have potential to be more, it is sad to see them be so much less. Be creators! Don’t just be consumers and especially ones who are driven to consume anything that flits past their eyes. The Instagram era is toxic.
It is also so easy to do as the crowd does, so when I am here I am fighting against that noise and nonsense. I don’t want to become that. I want to be more. It is hard to do so when you are surrounded by so many who don’t want to be more and fill the air with the noise and anger of less.