Another Thursday, another good night out.
A few weeks ago, I’d caught sight of a news item about how modern life is making many people lonely. Social media may connect us, but – IMHO – it’s not the full experience of meeting someone. Text on a screen with no tone, sparkle of eyes, or knowing look. Not that the article was to demonise such technology, more draw light on how it affects us. Have you sat in a restaurant or similar, and seen couples or families all looking at their phones, rather than talking to each other?
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Ever Lovely Mrs J and a snap
Now, don’t get me wrong, I find using my smartphone to stay in touch with trans friends really helps. Just, not at the cost of not talking to people who are with me. Certainly, the Chameleons’ forum helps with that, as does this blog and I’m always grateful for a comment. Not because I know folk are reading, but that they’ve something to say. Just because I’m not in Lynn mode all the time, it doesn’t mean I can’t be partially in the zone, if you will.
Going back to the article, as I read it, I was reminded of my family and also friends over at Nottingham Chameleons. Sure, we may meet only twice a month, but it is a community. There are those you are close to and those you know vaguely, but we do listen & talk to each other. There is, at least for me, a connection with people, with friends. People I care about and when I had the car accident, or a visit from the Black Dog, I know they care about me. Sure, some folk may come and go, but there’s a core bunch of us who keep on coming, even if they’re regular regulars or irregular regulars. 🙂
That sense of belonging with people who get you, understand, and support is worth so much. Certainly, something to be looked after and very much appreciated.