Sincerely Yours
If I wrote a sincere post, would you still read me tomorrow?
I've just spent the past two hours reading blogs and making comments. Way better than reality tv, more entertaining than columns in the newspaper.
After reading several great, open, honest, often touchingly funny blogs, I thought "I should write a sincere post tonight. None of this wannabe amusing stuff, but something heartfelt."
But I couldn't bring myself to do it. Not exactly.
I'm so tired of worrying about what people think of me. Worrying about the locks on the doors, the pressure of my tires, and I'm so sick of worrying about the things I cannot change. That's all I've done my whole life - worry. There are nights I feel 80 years old and just so damn sad about things. I need an off switch.
Maybe if this book had been around when I was young, I'd be a little different today.
I might even dance with the blinds open.
posted by Vicarious Living @ 12:17 AM
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2 Comments:
Of course we'll keep reading! Besides, even though your typical post is humorous, that does not make them less sincere. You would dance with Evander, I know you would.
If you have reached a point where you're worrying about worrying too much, you might have gone too far... :o)
All we can do is try to make solid decisions. And try to worry less by teeny increments every day.
Make baby steps at changing things. I know you want to, I'll help. Just let me know what I can do.
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