Today was a great day. The man and I went on an architectural river tour of the city, we attended the Windy City Wine Festival and we capped off the evening with a performance of "Long Story Short" by Colin Quinn. It was a great day.
One aspect of the play that resonated with me was the beginning of Greek Philosophy. Socrates once said "The unexamined life is not worth living." I happen to agree. If one does not take the time to really think about life and examine what it is that makes them tick, then what is the point of living? If you do not take the time to know yourself, and what it is that makes you happy or sad or just plain tired, how do you function? It is only when one truly knows themselves that others can even attempt to get to know them.
Is this the beginning of clinical narcissism? Probably. Does everyone you know need to know every detail of your life? Certainly not. However, in this day and age, I am starting to think that many people are using sites like Facebook and Twitter to share the mundane details of their every movement, meal and passing thought without really knowing themselves. Are we really connected if we can't connect with ourselves? Is this what leads to chronic over sharing? Or is this just another way to avoid having a conversation with yourself (not necessarily out loud) about what it is that you need, want or hope to accomplish? Getting to know yourself is kind of scary, but necessary for happiness. After all, you are the only one you are going to have to be with for the rest of your life. I believe that relationship is worth examining.
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