And there I was just standing in the middle of the street. Arms full with my gym bag (that contained a half eaten tuna sandwich had been left in there three weeks ago, and thus had more of a repugnant stench than usual) and groceries – getting sopping wet from the humid summer rain that had started to fall- heart pounding from the excitement of having just run the half a block to catch the train…..
Okay, not really, It’s been years since I had a designated gym bag, or made a tuna sandwich for that matter, and we don’t have a train that one can catch in my neck of the woods. BUT I have been sitting here racking my brain on how to start MY very first blog post. You know what they say about hooking a reader, or maybe you don’t, heck I just had to go look it up because I couldn’t quite remember the specifics myself, only that you better do it quick like the first page of a book, thirty seconds of a performance, and wouldn’t you know, that they say that you need to do it in the first sentence. GEE! If that isn’t pressure. Man, for all I know I’m just typing for myself at this point. And here there is a temptation to just say that this blog is for me as much as anyone else, but that would be a cop out. Because as vain as it may be, I do want to know that I am reaching someone, that there is a connection with another person who doesn’t have the responsibility or having to put up with me for one of various reasons.
So here I am starting a new chapter, turning over a new leaf, trying my hand at actually writing down a bit of what goes through my head. I have been toying with the idea of trying to get a hold of the things that I think, in some tangible way for some time now, but till this point I have not had the guts or gumption to do so. Hopefully this will not be like sand in a sandbox of all the other things that I have previously thought about or started and not followed through with or finished. That would be typical… I intend to show my former self up. To stick it to the man as it were. Hahaha
You see my problem is that I am not an eloquent person. I do not have what some would call (myself included), charm. I have so many things I want to say, but when they come out of my mouth they almost never sound or come across the way that it did in my head or how I thought that it should have. Perhaps, I am not alone in this all to common experience? Maybe, just maybe, if I type out a bit of what transpires in this noggin’ of mine I will better grasp what it is that I am actually feeling, thinking, and then trying to convey to myself, and the people around me.
Even as I sit here I am trying to sift through some of the many things that have filtered through my head today. I recently started reading a book. I LOVE reading and listening to books. They truly are a gift to mankind. It is a little out of the genre that I tend to stick to. I am not going to tell you what that is at this time because honestly, most people are pretty judgy (I guess judgy is not a recognized word by spell check, I’m a rebel with my slang, hahaha) when they find out. And what is life, with out a bit of mystery?
As I was writing this quite a few things happened. I was asked if I have started working on a new book (I have never actually written a book unless you count the ones done in grade school on construction paper that are held together with yarn), I went over fiscal responsibilities with someone, and between all the thoughts that transpired between then and now, I wondered if I was ever going to be able to remember what I wanted to convey before I was repeatedly interrupted….Thank God for spell check. I am a horrid speller, totally misspelled/typed interrupted. Also, I fear that more often than not I am grammatically incorrect. Well, if you’ve stuck it out this far
Now where was I? Visceral *Light bulb moment*. Oh yes, As I was saying, I recently started reading this book.It is fiction, thought how “fictitious” I seriously wonder, like the names have been changed to protect the innocent kind of fiction is what I am leaning toward because seriously, the things this person has written… *Pfft* it is like it was taken from my own head and life experiences. It is quite apropos that I came across it when I did, but then again, “for such a time as this”… A little Ester 4:14 reference for ya. The character has a third party anonymous way of having to remember, question and deal with what has/is happening in their life and I was a little concerned for them and jealous all at the same time. That was kinda my tipping point. I settled on writing a blog, might do me a little good. Yes, it’s different in practice but not in the essence of what I hope to accomplish. Who knows, maybe, hopefully, this will help someone else along the way as well.
As, “To live will be an awfully big adventure.” So here I stand embarking on a new adventure with all the up, downs, twists, turns and surprises.
What do you say – Do you want to join me? Then let’s go!