So, I walk around with all these stories in my head. I see someone and what they're doing and how they're doing it and all of a sudden, a creepy little story will make its way behind my eyes. They're probably this... or that....or they're doing it because of blahblahblah. I don't know ANYTHING about anyone else. Despite being a Communications Major, despite loving to people-watch. I am woefully ignorant of yet utterly dependent on their "true" story.
It's bothersome.
If only I didn't care. Man, I'm sensitive. I've been doing my best to unmask all of the little voices in my head pretending they belong to me. The ones that make up the stories and then tell me that I need them. The ones that feed on insecurities and Hurt programming, my baggage and other people's baggage. They're so tricksy the jeering, pathetic, supplicating voices that have nothing to do with me. I am NOT a hurtful person. I refuse to live in a dark place.
It's time to find the good things that I know are in there.
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You should come people watch with me!
I go out sometimes with my friend Dani and we sit somewhere interesting and come up with utterly silly stories about everyone passing us.
Take the need to make the little stories and make them into ridiculous, positive energy-having fun time stories! This is what I believe in!
(it's also about half of how I'm writing my book but that's another thing entirely)
:D
-HUGS-
that Brain of yours! It's lookin' for somethin' to do....
i think mayhaps you are
an excellent sculptor or
can master braille in a
brief time....
i know it's gotta be something
fantastic and engaging
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