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Feb
15
All I Need Are Some Bob Dylan Lyrics
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While sitting in traffic this evening, contemplating life, I realized there are a few things I know definitively about myself. I present you with a sampling of these absolute, unwavering facts:
1. I hate when people use the word “sammy” for sandwich and “hubby” for husband.
2. I will try to sing like Florence and the Machine while in the shower.
3. I feel happiest when I’m near the ocean.
4. I’ll never not be a reader, and I don’t care what other people say about YA literature. I love it.
5. I’d never purposely misspell words in order to shorten them.
6. I’m meant to work with middle school kids. I get them and they get me.
7. I’m gonna try to pet your dog.
8. If you fuck up the copy machine and walk away, I will hunt you down and embarrass you about it.
8. I love my friends, family, and Jay.
You get the idea.
For a long time, wanting to write to express myself was on that list too. Personal blogging has gotten a bad rap over the years but they’re still my favorite pieces of writing because I always want to feel like I can relate to other people all over the world. And for a long time, it was important for me to also feel like other people could relate to me.
While I don’t think that urge has gone away completely there are now so many other ways for me to put my thoughts out there it’s become less necessary for me to put in the effort of writing something full and coherent. On twitter I can throw any random musing up and 140 characters later, I’m out. If I see a picture I like I can throw it on a pinterest board and peace. So, you know, things change.
On top of that, I live with two of my best friends and am in a relationship with someone who truly values communication- on every topic, big or small. Still, over the past few months there have been a few people who have asked about my blog. All I can think to answer is that I’m happy to have it, and happy to have people read it, and that’s all I need for now.
Well. That, and a glass of wine, because really, who reads without wine?
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Good on you and being all self-aware. I feel like I have also loosened up on my self-imposed blog restrictions. Just do what you want, dude! Live and let live, etc.
I feel like my blog kind of carried me through some rough times, and now that I’m in a better place I don’t need it as much but it’s nice that it’s there too.
Glad to hear you’re in a good place too.
I am in absolute agreement about hubby and sammy. I need to go wash my hands just from typing them.
A happy post from a happy girl. Love it.
or cooking on the barbie???? Barbie has boobs not a cooking surface.
How about sammich?
I feel the same way as you. I just can’t find the desire to blog. I love it and love that I still have a place if need be, but I just have other ways to enjoy my time.
Do #1 and #5 correlate?
xox
I haven’t posted to my blog in months, but I’ll keep it around if I need it. You never know.
Can’t hurt having it on hand for the times when you need/want it, right? I wish you wrote more often, but I understand why you don’t. And I, too, hate “hubby.”
I really don’t blog anymore either but I am still keeping it up just in case the mood strikes me again.
I feel the same way about YA literature. I’ve found some great authors haunting the “teen” room at my library. I enjoy a good paranormal romance and most of the books marketed for adults are 85% sex scenes and 15% plot with horrible writing and stilted dialogue. Yet the YA novels have better plots, awesome dialogue and typically don’t feature people jumping into bed with each other five minutes after they meet. Have you read “Anna dressed in blood” by Kendare Blake? I think it was one of the best books I read this year.