Salty thoughts with #SaltBae

17 days into the year 2017, and with no resolutions to tie me back to 2016 or 2018. All I have is a choice, the one choice will all look for in life..."to be happy".

I don't want to sound like another self-help/inspirational/motivational blog, yet somehow I usually end up sounding just like that ( so am told). So with the "new year, new me" hype, I choose to be happy and stick to the old me.

Over the past few years, everyone's turned into a blogger or photographer or YouTube personality, and subconsciously this has been one of the reasons I became inactive on my own blog. Don't get me wrong, I have nothing but respect for every one out there trying to be a star following their passion or earning a living online. Yet, honestly speaking, the whole idea has diluted my own objectives of having started a blog. Of course, I wouldn't mind making a few extra shillings on the side while doing what I consider to be therapeutic. What I don't want is to be considered as another "blogger", or #newpost #linkinBio ( things that am guilty of doing too). Phrases that are so common, and make us all one and the same! Maybe it's vanity or some kind of complex, or simply being too judgmental, but I think it's close to being a cult. A blogsphere cult, where the only unique identifier is our username or blog title.

With that being said, let me stop this tirade lest I be called out for cyberbullying my fellow bloggers. Another factor that's stopped me from going any further with my theory of a bloggers cult, is the undeniable fact of the "social media revolution". Whether I like it or not, we are all bound to be influenced by common things which will eventually shape trends. Salty chef or #SaltBae will forever live in our 2017 memory.
Who knows, maybe in the next decade blogs will be a thing of the past, and telepathic communication will be the new fad (can't wait for that!)

Still wondering what point I'm trying to get across? All I needed to say has been said..maybe I can add something extra with a little finesse to it #SaltBae. "CHOOSE TO BE HAPPY, NOT AT THE EXPENSE OF ANOTHER...BUT CHOOSE WHAT MAKES YOU HAPPY DAILY."

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