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Aug. 5th, 2010 01:36 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
greycatMy last post has me thinking:
I say my life is boring a lot. It's really not. I have a full, active life. It could be more active, but I wouldn't want it that way. I like quiet and I like loud, so it's kinda balanced.
My life is recounted to strangers at least 30 or 40 times a week. That's not including clients I am almost silent with - I see about 10 or more of those a week. (this is in a slow week, bump up the numbers by 10 for each on a busy week.) The same things are said over and over "I live in Ballard." I'm from Austin." "I own cats" "I have a boyfriend that I'm very much in love with"...etc etc.
When you say the same thing over and over - it loses it's power. It becomes lessened. Boring. NOT boring to them or to you guys, but boring to me. And that makes me more reluctant to post about the things that i found so major at one point, because they seem so minor after I've told them to 50 strangers in my chair.
Granted, as you all know, if I'm struggling majorly with something, I'll post about it repeatedly until you all breathe a collective sigh of "chirst, she's talking about that again." But when life is good and even, even if it's a little bumpy here and there, I'm silent.
I'm sorry. It's just that I'm giving it to everyone else verbally.
I say my life is boring a lot. It's really not. I have a full, active life. It could be more active, but I wouldn't want it that way. I like quiet and I like loud, so it's kinda balanced.
My life is recounted to strangers at least 30 or 40 times a week. That's not including clients I am almost silent with - I see about 10 or more of those a week. (this is in a slow week, bump up the numbers by 10 for each on a busy week.) The same things are said over and over "I live in Ballard." I'm from Austin." "I own cats" "I have a boyfriend that I'm very much in love with"...etc etc.
When you say the same thing over and over - it loses it's power. It becomes lessened. Boring. NOT boring to them or to you guys, but boring to me. And that makes me more reluctant to post about the things that i found so major at one point, because they seem so minor after I've told them to 50 strangers in my chair.
Granted, as you all know, if I'm struggling majorly with something, I'll post about it repeatedly until you all breathe a collective sigh of "chirst, she's talking about that again." But when life is good and even, even if it's a little bumpy here and there, I'm silent.
I'm sorry. It's just that I'm giving it to everyone else verbally.