…that no one cares.
You can say anything you want.
You can write anything you want.
You can do anything you want.
Because no one cares.
Not in a, “oh poor is me” kind of way.
But as a freedom of expression.
I have read where authors, artists of any type, song writers, composers, liked their work better before anyone knew who they were.
Before anyone cared who they were.
Or what they did.
Or what they sang.
Or what they painted.
Or what they wrote.
I have also read that many of the famous spent years trying to become famous and then spent many of the following years trying to be anything but famous.
To blend in.
So…maybe it is better that we don’t care that others don’t care.
That way everyone seems happier.