I just finished my morning troll through bookmarked websites and user forums and I find myself feeling…disappointed. Empty. Dull.
Which is bizarre. There’s so much content on the Internet. So many blogs, forums, web sites, etc. And I know I haven’t even scratched the surface of what’s out there. I’m sure there was some amazing blog post made today that I never found. And it’s not like I didn’t read a few good ones today either. But it just isn’t filling me up the way I want.
Same with TV shows. I don’t even know how many channels of content I have in my basic cable package, but it’s more than enough to leave me with 100 channels of “meh.” It’s not that anything is terribly bad. (I love me some NCIS and I enjoyed having that NCIS marathon on last night while I did other things.) But there’s so rarely anything truly new and engaging out there. Even new episodes of old shows are…old.
This is my general complaint with modern life. There’s too much choice and so everything sort of pales as a result. I don’t know if that makes sense to anyone else. But, think about it this way. If you had three books to choose from and only three books, you’d love those books. You’d treasure them and marvel at every word in them. But when you have 300,000 books you can’t help but compare the book you’re reading now to the hundreds of other books you’ve read or the book you didn’t buy because you bought this one. And you rush through it knowing that there are hundreds of others waiting, so no need to prolong the moment or savor the experience.
This too much choice problem permeates everything – food, relationships, career choice, entertainment – and I really think it’s just getting worse.
Maybe it’s just me. I do think about shit too much sometimes. But, man, would I love to find something that really, really captures my interest.