I thought I would have a crack at making a blog as I figure that I have been trying to do everything else lately.
Well since I got my latest job as a salesman I feel I have been less myself and more of this guy who isn't really anything I ever want to be, he's like some computers idea of what a functioning human male living in an antipodal society is supposed to function as and while its all very well and good to clap and squeal and jump for joy that I am becoming a productive member of society, at the same time I feel that I am losing my ordinariness. I don't feel like I am doing it all right, like on '3RD Rock From The Sun', I am the radio and I only got to go along because they had a spare seat.
I am actually doing a great job, the boss is super happy and the customers (that matter) love me, but at the end of the day I get to go home and take off this (figurative) suit, lounge around in my own flesh and remember that I didn't get to be me at all today. WOW, pass the tissues and have a little lie down princess, is that me whinging? let me talk about something else then ; ]
I think this is probably still gonna be a whinge but here goes anyway, as I spend more time among people I discover that although I desperately need them to help stave off my loneliness, they just really are like me pretty much, scared, strange, alone and separate. The main difference however comes when you realize they can be scared, strange, alone and seperate... together, whereas we only have each other, they have the whole world. An analogy that could work might be that as they are the sheep, we are the wolves in sheep's clothing, with teeth and claws removed beforehand. We have to put on these loosely fitted smiles and move among them and we worry about getting caught all the time but the truth is they don't see us, they're sheep, they never see us. They see another sheep and when it doesn't act like a sheep they don't wonder why, they just don't care enough to find out. SEE, now I'm getting all feel-us-a-pickle ; ]
Do you want to know what I reckon?
No you don't!
Hoarding, Collecting - whats the difference?
In love, To put up with - again, whats the difference?
I probably sound all morose and sad and stuff but I am not in fact, I just think about a lot of things and as there is nobody to discuss it with, it sort of goes stagnant in my mind and develops a hard edge to it as it becomes more insistent to be shared before the use by date is surpassed.
How do I know if anybody has looked at my blog? is there provision to reply? do I want to know that people are leaving muddy footprints in the cotton wool of my mind? should I clean the attic more often (Yes, brain euphemism). I might even come back and do it all again ; ]
Oh O.K. Just scrolled down to click to send and saw all this extraneous stuff I didn't know about so ignore that last bit, you, yes you, I see you looking over here, do you want to reply? I can click to allow comments. Righto, I will, but just for you and only 'cause you look nice, hey, maybe I'll see ya here again yeah... don't worry, I wont tell anyone else you were here LOL
Well since I got my latest job as a salesman I feel I have been less myself and more of this guy who isn't really anything I ever want to be, he's like some computers idea of what a functioning human male living in an antipodal society is supposed to function as and while its all very well and good to clap and squeal and jump for joy that I am becoming a productive member of society, at the same time I feel that I am losing my ordinariness. I don't feel like I am doing it all right, like on '3RD Rock From The Sun', I am the radio and I only got to go along because they had a spare seat.
I am actually doing a great job, the boss is super happy and the customers (that matter) love me, but at the end of the day I get to go home and take off this (figurative) suit, lounge around in my own flesh and remember that I didn't get to be me at all today. WOW, pass the tissues and have a little lie down princess, is that me whinging? let me talk about something else then ; ]
I think this is probably still gonna be a whinge but here goes anyway, as I spend more time among people I discover that although I desperately need them to help stave off my loneliness, they just really are like me pretty much, scared, strange, alone and separate. The main difference however comes when you realize they can be scared, strange, alone and seperate... together, whereas we only have each other, they have the whole world. An analogy that could work might be that as they are the sheep, we are the wolves in sheep's clothing, with teeth and claws removed beforehand. We have to put on these loosely fitted smiles and move among them and we worry about getting caught all the time but the truth is they don't see us, they're sheep, they never see us. They see another sheep and when it doesn't act like a sheep they don't wonder why, they just don't care enough to find out. SEE, now I'm getting all feel-us-a-pickle ; ]
Do you want to know what I reckon?
No you don't!
Hoarding, Collecting - whats the difference?
In love, To put up with - again, whats the difference?
I probably sound all morose and sad and stuff but I am not in fact, I just think about a lot of things and as there is nobody to discuss it with, it sort of goes stagnant in my mind and develops a hard edge to it as it becomes more insistent to be shared before the use by date is surpassed.
How do I know if anybody has looked at my blog? is there provision to reply? do I want to know that people are leaving muddy footprints in the cotton wool of my mind? should I clean the attic more often (Yes, brain euphemism). I might even come back and do it all again ; ]
Oh O.K. Just scrolled down to click to send and saw all this extraneous stuff I didn't know about so ignore that last bit, you, yes you, I see you looking over here, do you want to reply? I can click to allow comments. Righto, I will, but just for you and only 'cause you look nice, hey, maybe I'll see ya here again yeah... don't worry, I wont tell anyone else you were here LOL
