Detached

I feel detached to the world. I used to feel like I know what's going on, what's the latest news, coolest trend, biggest scandal. Now I barely feel a part of this world. Maybe it's a good thing to have less distractions, and actually live life. We're constantly surrounded by information, much of it is useless. I suppose part of growing older is knowing how to select what kind of information to receive. Information and resources are useless unless you can benefit from it, from which it becomes knowledge, and when practiced, it becomes real life experience. I am beginning to select my info-intake amount, downsizing only to those that is necessary. A lot less junk in my cranium. Slowly detaching myself from the big world, and growing into my own.