Do you ever have one of those days where nothing goes your way? Where you use up all your strength and good will and patience...and then need a tonne more to make it to the end of the day? Where you feel vulnerable and are easily hurt by things that normally just frustrate you? Today was one of those days for me, and I don't have anything left to give.
There's something about the written word that lends significant weight to one's thoughts. It attributes to them a certain permanence, despite the indefinite nature of the electronic publication. Because I have nothing positive to say, I'm going to "pass" on posting tonight- sometimes things are better left unsaid.
Have a good night, and I hope to be refreshed and rested and ready to post tomorrow:)
Cdnkaro
First, sorry you had a yukky day.
ReplyDeleteSecond, I couldn't agree more about the written word lending significant weight to our thoughts. It really causes a weird dilemma for me--not so much on the blog, which is somewhat filtered in any case, but in my journal. Even though it's private (or supposed to be) and I go there as free therapy to work through some big, scary feelings, I always hesitate to write out the biggest and scariest of them because putting them down on the page somehow makes them more real. On the other hand, digging around in them on paper sometimes results in an understanding I might not have achieved otherwise, thereby lightening the burden of them. The problem knowing is that there's no way of knowing when you start where you're going to end up.
I know exactly what you mean. Even though this is my "journal" (or it was, at the beginning), it is evolving into something else entirely. I can still share my thoughts, but there;s always going to be a guard up. It's interesting that you say the same thing is true with your private journal. I don't keep one but know it would be the same for me. You can't talke back what has been written, nor can you clain something was misunderstood because it's out there for all to see.
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