Monday, July 28, 2008

So how does this work?

Well, I have been going to bed later and getting up earlier lately and so I find myself with 10 extra minutes before work that I normally wouldn't have... so I decided to not let it go to waste while also keeping my streak of being 3 1/2 minutes late alive. The only problem is that the thoughts that I awake to are pretty scary sometimes, even for me... OK, maybe not so scary... chances are I wake up thinking about 1 of 2, possibly 3 things, with I guess the 3rd being miscellaneous and the other 2 really only being interesting to me and maybe one or 2 other people. Sorry, but today was item number 2... but I am thinking that there may be a way to expand/generalize it into the 3rd category, but I am not sure that I have time for that. I can't be later then 3 1/2 minutes, I just can't! Here is a start though...

So today I woke up thinking about communication. It seems I have been both getting it wrong and getting it right lately, mostly wrong though, but here is the thing, I have been getting it wrong (and sometimes right) because I have found myself staring down the barrel of gun loaded with blanks. It is hard to test the ballistics on such a gun. I have been trying to figure out what is being said to me, with nothing being said to me. As I deal more with adults, I find this to be increasingly difficult, yet it would seem that I am still expected to get it right, and it is made harder at times when it is upsetting enough to the other person that they don't want to discuss it. To quote Mat Kearney, "what's a boy to do?" (Did I mention I love music? I guess I should, since it is bound to come up again... often...) The decision so far has been to follow my heart and try, try, try (Yeah, yeah, John Mayer...) to do the right thing. At least that may be easier to forgive if I get it wrong... I just wish I didn't get it wrong... This communication thing is hard, and apparently it is harder when it doesn't happen...

And now I will be sufficiently late...

PS I was listening to Herbie Hancock: River-The Joni Letters. Thought since it wasn't an option, like a myspace blog, if I thought of it I would just tell you what I was listening to...

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