It's been awhile since I've updated here, but I've always been one of those people who like to jump back and forth between blogs. Someone emailed me recently and said it seemed like there was more that I was going through than I was actually writing about and he suggested that maybe blogging about it would help --- it's sort of like a cheap form of therapy.
I replied that I liked to compartmentalize and that this was probably the main reason there's more than one blog that I keep.
I started this one mainly because I got sick of writing in Livejournal. LJ, to me, is sort of like what Facebook is. You jump onto the site when it's popular and you kind of get caught up in the novelty of adding people to your "friends" list and swapping comments back and forth, but then, after awhile, it loses its novelty and you realize that what you mainly enjoyed was just writing for the sake of writing, not soliciting comments. (Though, sometimes, they're nice to have...when they're not one-liners that brilliantly declare, "Cool!" or "Me, too!" WTF is up with that?)
I'm wearing shoes that kind of hurt. I've never really worn them before and I have to admit I only bought them because The Best Friend got me a gift certificate for that store and the shoes were cute, but not necessarily the kinds I'd buy on my own. And now, walking is a huge pain. Thank God I'm sitting for most of the day and only need to hobble back to the subway station.
Anyways...the theme of my life in the last couple of weeks has been change --- adjusting to it, wanting it, dreading it, and just thinking about it. Sometimes, I think life would be easier if only we were told what the shape of our lives was supposed to look like. But maybe part of the "fun" is not knowing what's going to happen next.
Someone left a comment on one of my other blogs today and said, "If it's meant to happen, it'll happen." And the thing is, it's something I've been telling myself a lot lately. It's something I've been telling other people, too...but why has it been so hard to really accept it? Maybe because I'm not sure how I feel about fate/destiny? Maybe because I've always felt like you just have to make things happen?
I don't know...just repeating those words to myself, though, kind of reassures me.
If it's meant to happen, it'll happen.
I replied that I liked to compartmentalize and that this was probably the main reason there's more than one blog that I keep.
I started this one mainly because I got sick of writing in Livejournal. LJ, to me, is sort of like what Facebook is. You jump onto the site when it's popular and you kind of get caught up in the novelty of adding people to your "friends" list and swapping comments back and forth, but then, after awhile, it loses its novelty and you realize that what you mainly enjoyed was just writing for the sake of writing, not soliciting comments. (Though, sometimes, they're nice to have...when they're not one-liners that brilliantly declare, "Cool!" or "Me, too!" WTF is up with that?)
I'm wearing shoes that kind of hurt. I've never really worn them before and I have to admit I only bought them because The Best Friend got me a gift certificate for that store and the shoes were cute, but not necessarily the kinds I'd buy on my own. And now, walking is a huge pain. Thank God I'm sitting for most of the day and only need to hobble back to the subway station.
Anyways...the theme of my life in the last couple of weeks has been change --- adjusting to it, wanting it, dreading it, and just thinking about it. Sometimes, I think life would be easier if only we were told what the shape of our lives was supposed to look like. But maybe part of the "fun" is not knowing what's going to happen next.
Someone left a comment on one of my other blogs today and said, "If it's meant to happen, it'll happen." And the thing is, it's something I've been telling myself a lot lately. It's something I've been telling other people, too...but why has it been so hard to really accept it? Maybe because I'm not sure how I feel about fate/destiny? Maybe because I've always felt like you just have to make things happen?
I don't know...just repeating those words to myself, though, kind of reassures me.
If it's meant to happen, it'll happen.
2 Comments:
while i agree that if it's meant to happen, it will happen, there is also a lot to be said for helping MAKE it happen. putting yourself out there, dating, applying for a new job, and on and on.
"Meant to happen" is a tough term. Some effort needs to be given, but it shouldn't be so much that it compromises you in some way or is over and above what is rational.
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