Size Matters.

(L'Origine du monde- The origin of the world: Gustave Courbet)

I was at the supermarket with my mom the other day, and I saw apples from China. It got me thinking about how weird and odd it would be to walk into a market in China. How I would have trouble recognizing a lot of the fruits and vegetables that are so normal there, but completely alien to me. That made me realize how crazy big the earth actually is. 

A few weeks ago I stayed up all night to watch the programs BBC one had scheduled leading up to the F.A. Cup. For those that don't know what the Football Associations cup is; it is the the oldest soccer tournament in world where all of the clubs in England (from the amateur level to the pros) play each other till the final that is hosted at the New Wembley. The club I've been supporting for a very long time, Arsenal, made it to the final and won the trophy for a historic 15th time. The programs leading up to the game were a lot like the pre-superbowl stuff we watch in the US, but on a completely different level. The entire country of England stood still to watch two teams play a match of soccer. The build up made me realize I will never know what its like growing up in England, in a culture so heavily invested in soccer and so different to the one I grew up in. I will never know what it means to take my kids to derby matches and have them cheer on our local club. I will never know what its like living under a royal family. All of this made me realize again that the human experience is so damn different all across the world. Of course me being me, I felt a little depressed that I wouldn't get to experience the world completely. 

The weird thing is there are times where the Earth feels so big, but sometimes things happen that it makes it seem that it is actually tiny. 

It was 4 a.m. and I couldn't sleep. I got a text message from a friend I hadn't spoken to in a very long time. The crazy thing is she was in Italy and I was obviously in LA. At that exact moment I was on the shiter,while she was in her room, Thousands of miles apart. But I could see her typing, and it felt like we were right there with each other, which completely blew my mind. 

What bothered me was that our conversation was so detached and forced. We where on different parts of the planet communicating instantly and we let that miracle go to waste with an awkward conversation. 

At times we don't realize how crazy connected we are with the rest of the world.We find ourselves on a small spec of sand floating through the enormous universe, but that spec of sand feels huge to us. We have lost true human connection, when we have the technology to really connect. We have given ourselves and the generations to follow multiple personality disorders. We create our own (albeit fake) image online, we lie to each other, and feed off everyone else's lies. For some it gets to the point where they lose their true identity, because they are constantly stuck pretending to be the same person they are on Facebook and/or Instagram. I'm rambling, but thats what I re-started this blog for. Sorry for the misleading title and photo. Even though in a way Size (of the Earth) does matter, and that painting is titled the Origin of the World. Just listen to the song posted below and consider your phone (smart or not) the world.