Anything is Possible

The thing about unemployment is that there's a lot of time to think. And think. And think.

Right now, I'm thinking about connection. Physical. Chemical. Digital.

Can we still connect with our physical/ personal/ private selves, while being so overly connected with our screenselves?

Kayoko vs. Kayoko's profile vs. Kayoko the blogger.

I had sort of a breakdown in Japan, which was probably festering in me for a while in NYC- issues of over-information; image overload; mass consumerism.

These are things I have been thinking about, in my room, in this huge house, in Cupertino, and I have been unable to leave the house for longer than a few hours at a time. It's scary out there. But perhaps even more scary in here.

So much to do, yet nothing to do at all, actually. People getting things done, out there, across the street, across the way, across the world.

How does one person make an impact?

I'm preparing myself for something. Don't know what it is yet, but it might be pretty big. Who knows- anything is possible. But I've gotta get out of this house first.