Monday is never as bad as I expect it to be. I cringe every Sunday evening thinking about how horrible the next day will be. No, Mondays are not bad at all; it’s the rest of the week that gets to me.
It appears as though everyone is looking for some sort of fame these days. Whether it be a regular Youtuber, an actor, a singer, song writer, or even a professional blogger. Admittedly, there are a few people who begin doing these things for fun and then it comes naturally. I know what you’re thinking, “Isn’t that the whole reason that you’re writing in the first place..?”.
The answer is no. I don’t care to be known worldwide for my awesome traveling pictures, or healthy recipes. The root of this blog is my need to write. Now that I’m not in college anymore, I only ever write for work. I never get to write about my opinions, thoughts, feelings or ideas. This is an outlet where I can express some of my frustration. It also allows me to take neat pictures for my backgrounds, which I also enjoy.
However, I’m not going to deny that it would be nice to make some sort of income off of something like blogging. If you’re doing it often enough, it is like having a second job. The nice thing for me is that writing comes very easily. I could write all day long, about nothing. But am I looking to be world-renowned for my blogging skills? No.
As I was saying, everyone wants to be famous. I think there are a number of reasons that people crave this fame. Money being at the top of the list, there is also, sex, freedom, and attention. Those are what I believe to be the main reasons, but I could be wrong. It’s actually depressing how many people believe that being famous will fulfill them. I’m not perfect and I certainly went through a phase in high school where I thought that being famous would fix everything. My main reasons for wanting to be famous included money, freedom and honestly, I wanted a little bit of attention. But you tell me, what kind of a sixteen year old doesn’t want attention? However, now that I’ve taken off my rose colored glasses, I see that people searching for fame are really just searching to fill a void.
I wish there were a way for everyone to get a chance to do what they want to do. For example, if you were in a band, you got to be world-famous for six months of your life. If you were an actor, you’d be a household name for six months. If you loved to cook, you could be an Iron Chef for six months. So on, and so forth. That way, everyone would know that being famous may be fun, but it’s not the answer to everything. I’m speaking as though I’ve been famous in a past life or something. Hell, for all I know, fame really could fix everything. But I doubt it.
Anyway, I guess this post was just a long adaptation of this observation: everybody wants to be famous.
What about you, why have you/do you crave fame?