Here’s my inaugural post on Finding Tom via the link below. It’s about failure. You know, something I know a lot about.
That’s the new title of my blog. I honestly want to thank everyone that reads this on occasion. I’m not getting as many hits as Google yet (not even close), but it’s nice to know that my words often inspire visitors who swing by.
The reason why I decided to buy my own domain is because of the people that like, comment, and visit my site. You’ve given me the confidence to make the jump and get this site live.
What can you expect moving forward?
Much of the same, just more blogs about my travels. I’m very much a “travel blogger” that hasn’t really travelled yet, but that’s going to change on June 6 as I make my way from Orlando to San Francisco.
You can also expect the typical content that seeks to inspire those recent graduates or college students who feel a little lost. I want to encourage those who are like me, most of all.
If you follow this blog I’ll share my thoughts, learning experiences, and methods to help you live a live that you’ll love.
If you want to travel on a budget I’ll show you how. If you want to feel less lost, I’ll show you how. If you want someone to talk to, I’ll always respond in the comment section.
I hope every now and then you’ll ask yourself, “Where’s Tom?” and you come visit my site to find out just where I am.
Are you ready for an adventure? I sure am.
Visit me at findingtom.com
Thank you for reading.
This past week I went to Phoenix on business.
One of my friends from the Disney College Program lives in Phoenix, and this was my chance to see her again after a one-year hiatus.
I did see her in Vegas, but that was like a blur, and we were so busy I didn’t get to talk with her too much.
But not this time.
Despite living an hour away she drove to see me–how lucky am I? We went downtown to Phoenix and while we didn’t even do anything too crazy it was still so much fun to see her again.
We both have this dry sense of humor so around every turn there was yet another hilarious comment being made by either one of us.
It didn’t take long to slip back into our comfort zones. In fact, I was in my comfort zone the whole damn time.
As I walked around the city with her I got this odd feeling that this must be what life is all about. I used to be so shy, so secluded, and never made much effort to see my friends even when I was near them.
I’ve been blessed because I think I’m the only one of the infamous 2909 Disney group that’s been able to visit pretty much everyone over the past year.
My friend in Phoenix and my best friend in San Francisco have a hard time seeing anyone because the rest of us are on the East Coast. That’s definitely understandable.
What I’m trying to say is that I’m so thankful for that. I’ve wanted to put my friends higher on my priority list lately, and it’s nice to see that happening.
Our friends are everything. It’s not easy to find a great friend. Sure, meeting people is easy, but finding a friend that will do anything to see you? That’s rare.
That’s why we should ALWAYS make time to see our friends.
I don’t take pictures off my Instagram.
And I mean pictures of my ex’s and stuff. Why though? Because. It happened. At one point in my life I made the conscious decision to be with these people and taking them off is like trying to delete them. I’m not ashamed about my past. I might be ashamed about some things I said, but I’m not ashamed of who I’ve been with.
It’s amazing how far social media has come though, right? I set up my Facebook back in 2008. That was my freshman year of high school, and now I’m one year removed from college graduation.
Have we even stopped to think about how social media is changing things? My friend Sydney looked back at some old conversations we had in high school and they’re absolutely hysterical. But, again, those conversations have been lying around in my messages ever since those words were written.
Facebook has a memory. You can go back and see what you said to that old girlfriend, or that old friend. It’s insane.
This takes social media way past the linear way many of us look at it. Think about it, our parents never got to save conversations like that. Could they save letters? Sure, but letters aren’t like conversations.
We’re documenting our lives on here. Will Facebook be a way for our kids to look back at who we used to be years ago? Will our kids be able to look at our old messages from when we were teenagers? It’s kind of a weird thought, but why not?
Facebook is still here nine years later, and I doubt it’s going anywhere soon.
Time Hop is a new app that’s just popped up in recent years. It shows you what you posted years ago, and as you can tell this app never would’ve been popular nine years ago because we simply didn’t have any history on Facebook then.
Now we do.
The history of our recent years can be found on Facebook. It’s transcended being a website, or a social media platform. It’s now a time machine. Insane.
What are your thoughts on social media? Comment below!