There is a time to be serious and a time to have fun. On this blog I usually come across as very serious. That can be boring and I’ll be the first to admit that. In writing, I am a serious person. In person, I’m a little on the nutty side.
I make no sense after midnight. I laugh hysterically at things that aren’t funny. Such as, “Why don’t seagulls fly over the bay? Because then they’d be called baygulls.” Bagels, get it?
Rarely can I recall the lyrics to a song, but I will happily sing it with my own. Such as Michael Bolton’s, “We can’t be lovers if we can’t be healthy friends”. I love to be silly. I smile, goof off, talk to myself (and answer, sometimes argue), make jokes and generally have a good time.
That all changes when I leave my home or begin typing on here. I suddenly lose the fun me and the serious side emerges. You know it’s bad when you bore yourself. I’m not sure exactly why this happens. Most likely it’s because I don’t want to make a fool of myself. I’m afraid of being judged. Also, as a 33 year old woman I feel that I have an image to uphold. At least that’s what we’re taught, but shouldn’t we create our own unique image?
Anyway, if you read this blog and wonder why I am so serious all the time, just remember that behind these words is a crazy woman.