My use of Tumblr is also getting strange. I find myself going on there less I did during the school year but I also find myself scrolling through my dash like someone mindlessly eating a bag of candy, waiting for some kind of reward or glorious end result but instead merely build up a sugar rush and feel sort of overexcited and queasy. And I'm still terribly uncertain of how I feel about fandom posts sometimes.
This week, for instance, was the week in which pictures surfaced of Tom Hiddleston with a new lady friend and my dash was full of the fandom(s)' reactions. Everything I saw was mostly positive but there were insinuations that other fans were less so and I found myself waxing poetic about public/private issues online and how we live in such an instantaneous time that photos of a celebrity can be show across the world within hours of them begin taken and how utterly, utterly bizarre the world is. (Is this part of having an existential crisis - realizing that everything about everything is actually very bizarre? Like since when did eclectic not mean what I thought it mean? Why don't we all live in tiny houses? (Gina, your hobbitness is showing.) Why is the job application process so much like a lease application process? Why am I so preoccupied with thinking about things all the time?)
As you can tell, I'm obviously lots of fun to be around right now, with my rhetorical ramblings.
So I still don't know how I feel about the photos on Tumblr and maybe that's for the better - maybe I shouldn't have any clear feelings. Maybe a muddled opinion is just fine in this situation - not to say that one opinion is better than another, but that I shouldn't concerned that I don't know.
Oh... look at that. Existential crisis resolved as well :)