I'm thinking Life's funny!
And I'm thinking others out there might just agree with that one thought!
The thing is, I'm not a very good blogger, to be honest... I almost forgot I created one. On a whim today I kind of decided to start a blog (Again.) and Voila! I realized I'd already had one of my own. What's funnier is that I've had a total of 17 views! Hahaha...
For most bloggers this would probably be a deplorable thing, but for me it's actually quite marvelous! Even though I'm sure 15 out of those 17 stumbled upon my blog by mere accident, and secretly (I didn't want to say out rightly) wish they never had, I'm still quite pleased to have come this far into the unknown.
This reminds me of my several attempts at keeping a diary... influenced by stories and movies depicting young girls, who have these multiple, complex and confusing situations to sift through, pouring their thoughts, dreams and desires into the pages of one tiny little book intrigued me.
Since the age of 15, I've tried writing it all down. the highs and the lows, the big things and the small ones. I can't tell you how many first diaries I've had. I failed at every attempt at keeping one on a regular basis. But at the age of 17, I succeeded. This little diary saw me through a year and a half of my life, and it made me feel good. Every time I put my thoughts into words, it just made me feel that much more in control of my Life!
I don't usually feel like that... it seems every turn I take there's always something or someone else who needs to be given priority over myself. And thats the way I function. Pretty screwed up, right?
Coming back to why I think Life's all funny... Well, Exactly a year ago I got a job. One that I almost cried for (ALMOST!). And when I got it, I can proudly say I was the happiest person on the planet. It was just perfect. I got to do what I wanted, with a little push from here and there, when I wanted to and it just couldn't get better than that.
And it didn't. Here I am, a year gone by and I'm quitting my former dream job. And I know people quit all the time, it's a given... But right now it feels like shit. Funny, how on a perfectly sunny day, with birds singing under the blue sky, my life seems all dark, clammy and cold.
Still in thought...
me!
And I'm thinking others out there might just agree with that one thought!
The thing is, I'm not a very good blogger, to be honest... I almost forgot I created one. On a whim today I kind of decided to start a blog (Again.) and Voila! I realized I'd already had one of my own. What's funnier is that I've had a total of 17 views! Hahaha...
For most bloggers this would probably be a deplorable thing, but for me it's actually quite marvelous! Even though I'm sure 15 out of those 17 stumbled upon my blog by mere accident, and secretly (I didn't want to say out rightly) wish they never had, I'm still quite pleased to have come this far into the unknown.
This reminds me of my several attempts at keeping a diary... influenced by stories and movies depicting young girls, who have these multiple, complex and confusing situations to sift through, pouring their thoughts, dreams and desires into the pages of one tiny little book intrigued me.
Since the age of 15, I've tried writing it all down. the highs and the lows, the big things and the small ones. I can't tell you how many first diaries I've had. I failed at every attempt at keeping one on a regular basis. But at the age of 17, I succeeded. This little diary saw me through a year and a half of my life, and it made me feel good. Every time I put my thoughts into words, it just made me feel that much more in control of my Life!
I don't usually feel like that... it seems every turn I take there's always something or someone else who needs to be given priority over myself. And thats the way I function. Pretty screwed up, right?
Coming back to why I think Life's all funny... Well, Exactly a year ago I got a job. One that I almost cried for (ALMOST!). And when I got it, I can proudly say I was the happiest person on the planet. It was just perfect. I got to do what I wanted, with a little push from here and there, when I wanted to and it just couldn't get better than that.
And it didn't. Here I am, a year gone by and I'm quitting my former dream job. And I know people quit all the time, it's a given... But right now it feels like shit. Funny, how on a perfectly sunny day, with birds singing under the blue sky, my life seems all dark, clammy and cold.
Still in thought...
me!
