{"id":14726,"date":"2022-02-23T13:31:22","date_gmt":"2022-02-23T19:31:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/?p=14726"},"modified":"2022-02-23T13:31:25","modified_gmt":"2022-02-23T19:31:25","slug":"the-urge-to-post-really-living","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2022\/02\/23\/the-urge-to-post-really-living\/","title":{"rendered":"the urge to post &#8211; really living?"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p>The other day I went to eat lunch at a new restaurant near me. One of the drawing factors of this restaurant was the little robot that brought appetizers to the table. (Great marketing by the way.) Of course, I ordered an appetizer that was delivered by the cute little robot that was programmed to greet you.\u00a0 And although I should have just been enjoying the experience, of course, my first thought? &#8220;I should post this!&#8221;\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>The reasoning behind why? I really have no clue. There was no value to the post I would have made other than showing people the dumplings being brought to me by a small robot&#8230; the more I think about it, the sillier I feel. I&#8217;ve noticed myself doing this on many, many occasions. Instead of my first thought during an exciting event being, &#8220;Wow, I am so glad I get to experience this.&#8221; it more times than not is &#8220;Wow, I should post this.&#8221;\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>&#8212; And I hate it. I hate that I feel the need to do more than just experience the moment. But there is also the other side of that argument, which is I enjoy the experience I am having so much that I feel the need to share it with others.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>Recently, I have been kind of thinking over what I am actually feeling in those moments before my finger hovers over the post button.\u00a0<em>Do I just want to share with others?\u00a0<\/em>or\u00a0<em>Am I doing this for others?\u00a0\u00a0<\/em>In this day and age, posting our lives is almost a natural instinct to most people. Even in the older generations, facebook has become like a scrapbook for us to document almost every moment of our lives. Which makes me think about how much of the things we post we have actually <em>experienced.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>But of course, not all posting is related to sharing our own lives. There are forms of web sharing that can really make a difference. The internet can give you opportunities to support communities you would have otherwise never known of. The ability to share is something that I don&#8217;t want us as humans to take lightly.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p>So next time I go to instantly share a part of my life, I want to keep in mind the notion that sharing everything isn&#8217;t always as valuable as\u00a0<em>living it.<\/em><\/p>\n<p>\u00a0<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The other day I went to eat lunch at a new restaurant near me. One of the drawing factors of this restaurant was the little robot that brought appetizers to the table. (Great marketing by the way.) Of course, I ordered an appetizer that was delivered by the cute little robot that was programmed to &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/2022\/02\/23\/the-urge-to-post-really-living\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;the urge to post &#8211; really living?&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":70,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[4],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14726"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/70"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=14726"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14726\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":14729,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/14726\/revisions\/14729"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=14726"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=14726"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blog.msabrookhaven.org\/literary\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=14726"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}