>Why are you reading this?

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>Honestly, I’m always shocked when someone says they like my writing.  Really? Why?  I’m so boring. Yes, I know I shouldn’t be self-deprecating, but I’m PMSing so be glad I’m angry and not weeping.

I’m afraid that the only interesting thing about me is my anger.  Granted, my boring life is my own fault and I accept that.  I could take more risks, but I choose to be safe.  I should take more risks, then I’d have more to write about.  I try to rationalize my behavior, but when it comes right down to it, I’m completely clueless.  Seriously, do not take my advice.  I say this now, but that won’t stop me from flapping my gums or typing up my thoughts about everything. 

I can give you my opinion on anything.  Odds are you won’t like it.  But when it comes to my life, I’m completely blind.  Like most adults, I have no idea what to do.  I just end up doing something because I run out of time to fret about it. Like Vince Lombardi said, “We didn’t lose.  We just ran out of time.”

Plus, I am really good at procrastination.  Although, I have learned that sometimes it’s better to just get the chore done than to fret about it and then do it anyway.  I’m pretty sure that’s all the true wisdom I’ve come across in my years on this planet.  Just get it done instead of fretting about it first.  Fretting is a bad habit and I’ve used that word too much in this post.

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