I was having a rough time composing my thoughts today. For whatever reason, I got stuck on revising the shit out of everything in my head until I became paralyzed. And for me, there's nothing worse. I knew I'd just have to push through and see where it would go.
Unlike my life, blogging is a piece of cake. Most of the time, I know exactly what I'm gonna write about, although I'm not always so sure where it's gonna go. Like this morning. I was talking to my sister and in the back of my mind thought that I'd write about our conversation. So while she was spilling her guts about her kids, I was scribbling it all down until it hit me that I wasn't really listening to her and how fucked up that was, considering how she listens to my tired bullshit everyday. And I didn't tell her any of that until right now.
Or when I opened iChat earlier and read the following on my older son's Away Message:
I never know what to get my father for his birthday. I gave him a hundred dollars and said, 'Buy yourself something that will make your life easier.' So he went out and bought a present for my mother.
I didn't know what to make of that, so I IMed him a few minutes ago.
Dude, where did that joke on your Away Msg come from?
hahaha. jenna!
Was funny!
thought so too, reminded me of you!
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