I remember once I tweeted about how a post with 3 notes on Tumblr was the saddest thing. Someone of course responded that 2 notes was sadder. Or 1 note. Or perhaps zero notes was the saddest.

The point was really not that 3 notes was sad, but just to call attention to the fact that we have these notions of what is and is not a satisfying amount of notes (or likes or favorites or RTs or any manner of affirmation).

That it could ever matter to us means that it is important and by contrast that other things are not important or at least not as important.

I can certainly think of sadder things than a post with zero notes. I won’t bother to list them because we all are aware of most of the sad things occurring (and for the most part do nothing to change them whatsoever for our entire lives). But it is important to give them thought. To consider that there is a potential solution to many of them. To consider your role in that solution. To believe you *could* solve a problem.

My dream of dreams is that we could all convert our self-important bullshit into actual effort and assistance and worthy contributions. To exchange haul videos and posts with some possession and just the word “WANT.” into videos about how we balled outta control on a charity or a picture of a starving child receiving food and the word “WANT.”

You can roll your eyes now. It’s not a solution, but I certainly understand how this might make you feel less than awesome because I too feel less than awesome about the way I’ve spent my life up until now. I too feel helpless when I think of myself up against all the things I wish were different.

But I can’t fix them all at once. I can’t even fix them all. But I can help fix some. And so I’m gonna. And I would love it if you would too. Like, ultimately, that’s up to you, but I think it’d be pretty cool.

Trying is cool. Trying is, like, a billion notes.