Monday, August 31, 2009

because i'm not so good at this...

I'm a starter. I start things and somehow and somewhere in the middle, I feel, I get tangled up and, therefore, begin to dissociate.I go back and read my first blog entry and it inspires me to write more, except I often don't have the slightest clue of what I want to say. I'm so moody when it comes to these types of things. I have the best intentions and very often in the beginnings of my adventures I really feel I have so much to uncover, discover, and divulge, but then I fall flat. I'm a sprinter, and training to run miles is almost torturous. Almost, yet, at the same time for some crazy reason, I enjoy it.I just wanna get inside my head and figure it out. it doesn't help that I change my mind about things 20 times a day either. I'm begging for some consistancy on the mental level at least. I can't trust myself. How I think I feel one day can betray the person of yesterday so on and so forth. So what am I to do with this self that sinks and floats boats on feelings?According to Myer's and Briggs I'm an INFP. That means introverted, intuitive, feeling, and perception. I fuction as a being from these core concepts and the middle two are supposed to be the strongest, or rather, the most integral parts of my personality. In a nutshell, I'm a feeler. I don't know what to do with this skill set and often times I find it gets in the way of the work. Not that I'm even sure what my "job" is supposed to be.All in all, I'm only sure that I'm not sure and I mean this in the most universal way. Ambiguity permeates me to the core and could very well overtake me, if not for my rebellious spirit that just won't relinquish my ideal of individual. By individual, I mean "me" where ever, what ever, and who ever that may be.So unlike that old adage of "getting nowhere fast," I find that, though my destination may be the same, the "fast" does not even fit into my vocabulary. Quite the contrary, I'm gracefully travelling tasha time, whatever that means. :)

1 comment:

  1. Posting, as a way to sort myself out became my main secondary purpose in blogging when I first started (I think our primary motivation must have something to do with people reading our thoughts. ding! ding! ding!...survey says...). I actually got pretty weird. I had some heavy stuff going on. I have a secret blog, that nobody can even go to, where I let my inner weirdo have free reign (I'll have to leave the password in my will. For posterity.) "I Thirst" has become a forum for me to put in my two cents, and practice a little personal integrity, and hone my skills at written communication. Things have changed. Cuz people read it now. I got what I wanted (on some level), and it made things get different.

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