When a very young person’s not watching YouTube, they probably kinda figure that all the YouTubers are just all hanging out together someplace.
And then they grow up a bit and finally understand that’s not how that works, that everybody’s spread out all over the place.
Even if you consider a cluster of content grifters who have gathered in Los Angeles, right? L.A.’s so farflung, you’re still not likely to be in proximity to another YouTuber. Just not the odds.
This young person grows up, reflects on how naive they were . . . and maybe they get a little bit of that cynicism going on, that we all seem to have about things.
Everybody isn’t taking a big break together when you can’t see ‘em on that screen in your hand.
Everyone’s most likely trapped in their own teeny-tiny little break time, each one alone with all their own shit to deal with, and no doubt dreamin’ of greener grasses and such.
You end up feeling foolish about the things you believed in your youth.
That’s just how you end up.
Feeling foolish about most things.
