Tonight I hit the hay happy. But, my brain wouldn't shut down and I thought I had this good idea for this blog post. It wouldn't leave me alone so I got myself out of bed and headed to the computer.
I wrote for a good long while - and I read it and re-read it quite a few times. It went from sounding pretty good to sounding like absolute poop. I will have to read it again tomorrow to see if I can salvage any part as something I would post.
In the meantime I thought I would share with you what my inner voice of self doubt sounds like. Whenever I know I am sounding whiny, preachy, retarded, or even so sincere that it begins to sound phony, the voice I hear in my own head making fun of myself is Rumple from Shrek. I can hear him reading this now.
It's sort of tough to operate on a day to day basis with this voice in your head. I hear a lot of "blah biddy blah" - that's what he thinks of most of what I say. "Blah biddy blah, my life is so hard. Blah biddy blah my kids are so amazing. Blah biddy blah, I'm Leslie and I pretend I can write."
So, there you go. I guess this isn't really a gratitude post. Screw it.
Blah biddy blah, goodnight.
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