This round up of the evening seemed like a good idea when I started doing it. Creating a space where I could talk about the events of my evening seemed like an easy thing to do. It was like a free pass. A free post. Nothing strenuous.
But now, having done it for a couple of weeks, I’m feeling kind of exposed. It’s revealed to me (and you) how monumentally boring I am.
Read another book – blah! Watched another movie – fla! Ate another meal – how boringly normal! Same things, over and over again.
I want to think that I am special. I had such dreams! So many things I wanted to achieve and places I wanted to go.
Actually, that’s a lie. I am, in fact, living up to my expectations of me. I always wanted to be a computer programmer (and I am), travel a bit (which I have), live safely and comfortably in a house (which I do). Hey, hey – I’m living the (my) dream!
What can I say? I actually enjoyed the movie. The book is good – it’s teaching me loads about meditation, which is excellent considering that I’ve been trying to calm and clear my mind since I was in my very early twenties. And the food was good and wholesome.
I have a …
But there I’ll stop. I’m just trying to cheer myself up (again).
I mean – it works, but …
Well, you know.