Sometimes, instead of getting more comfortable with who we are, we are getting more comfortable with what we won’t change.
WELL, THAT’S JUST WHO I AM.
And to this I say:
Sometimes, our best sucks. It’s mean and low and angry.
Or rude and ignorant and clique-y.
Most of the time, it’s just odd and should be checked out by a doctor.
I met a mom in my son’s school last year. She seemed nice for the first ten minutes of our conversation. Then I realized that I HAD NOT SPOKEN A WORD.
So I tried to say something. Probably along the lines of: Well, I think…
Admittedly, my voice was rusty due to the extraordinary long period of disuse. So I tried again.
I finally said: Where did you used to work?
And she finally acknowledged me and answered.
I discovered an important rule of the conversation: I was allowed to talk if I ask about her.
Since our first chat, she doesn’t even say hi to me.
Maybe she found herself boring.
Here’s my proposal: Stop being yourself. And starting being better.
Although WTH will I blog about?