I was looking at the screen simply ask me what's my damn problem of never knowing what to write on this blog, and why I always write about the fact that I write not enough here. What is it, this little corner of the Internets, so I do not exploit it?
And I think part of the "problem" is that my "role" here is not clear. Tse in life, I'm young but not that much I know about who I am, I know what I used to say versus what seem unusual coming from me, I know good tone voice to employ under the circumstances, I slip into familiar attitudes appropriate to adopt according to people that I frequent, friends, relatives, colleagues.
Except here, there's only me, but at the same time there everyone, anyone, who is unknown to me unknown, but few people know that are able to recognize the false notes and why this sentence or this one.
I still have trouble, even after all this time to find my balance. Sometimes I do not care, not to say that I Calisse, but sometimes not, because sometimes I need to remember how to breathe, I must repeat myself again and again that this does is not serious, that everyone could not care ben more than me, and I should just do what I try, fuck the rest.
Perhaps by dint of repeating myself I'll start to believe, at some point.
And I think part of the "problem" is that my "role" here is not clear. Tse in life, I'm young but not that much I know about who I am, I know what I used to say versus what seem unusual coming from me, I know good tone voice to employ under the circumstances, I slip into familiar attitudes appropriate to adopt according to people that I frequent, friends, relatives, colleagues.
Except here, there's only me, but at the same time there everyone, anyone, who is unknown to me unknown, but few people know that are able to recognize the false notes and why this sentence or this one.
I still have trouble, even after all this time to find my balance. Sometimes I do not care, not to say that I Calisse, but sometimes not, because sometimes I need to remember how to breathe, I must repeat myself again and again that this does is not serious, that everyone could not care ben more than me, and I should just do what I try, fuck the rest.
Perhaps by dint of repeating myself I'll start to believe, at some point.
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