Anyone who blogs, or finds themselves really quite glued to their social media feed, asks this of themselves intermittently. I do. I have my answer now. I blog because I need to. It’s my dharma.
The way I experience things is to pull apart the elements, to break them down, to cluster and to organise and to entertain meta theories and note interesting patterns of behaviour or phenomena. It’s a sport for me. Some people do cryptic crosswords. I spot patterns in life.
I spot that middle-aged Jewish men like to power walk in pairs.
That people born and raised in Sydney often have raspy voices.
That our idiosyncrasies spawn from a need to escape loneliness.
That Liberal MPs are all starting to speak in the same stilted, hesitating, lip-licking way as Tony Abbott.
Then I have to record them. I’m reminded of something Arthur Miller wrote. Scrap that. Sarah, get real!? I never remember quotes. Rather, this quote popped up somewhere, I saved it, and I found it again just now:
“The very impulse to write springs from an inner chaos crying for order – for meaning.”
Writers, bloggers, we all have the need to spot patterns. I think we tend towards the obsessive end of the behavioural spectrum, with an impulse to create patterns and order.