Right now, I need sleep more than I need to write, but I did make a promise to myself to write something every day. Don’t expect this one to be very long.
I’ve spent my day at a convention — commonly called a ‘con’ and thus the title for today. These things wear me out, but I do it every year. Last year was full of new anime to sample and entertaining panels to attend. This year seems like a lot of repetition, and I don’t seem interested in sampling the obscure.
I should be making observations about the attendees, the crowds, the mass of humanity gathered with a common purpose. Except, there isn’t just one single purpose, but an assortment of sub-groupings. I barely spend any time in the gamers’ hall, and I’ve never attended the formal dance. It amazes me how this many people can share a culture and yet have such a wide range of likes and dislikes. Still, they all seem to respect their differences, and it is a weekend of good vibes and friendly acceptance.
Maybe that’s why I keep coming back, for the commonality and community. It’s a place where I do not need to fit in but I can still feel like I belong there.