I guess it doesn't have to be profound or earthshaking. Maybe I should just say why I decided to start writing a blog. I'm an introvert. Seriously introverted. If you have ever seen Myers-Briggs graph my "I" placement is off the chart and in the next room to the left.
Being this introverted and combining that with a fair amount of social anxiety (and what introvert is NOT anxious plunged daily into a world of extroverts?) means I don't usually say a lot out loud in public. I like to consider what I want to say and how to say it. By that time the rest of the world has moved on as quickly as the streaming headlines graphic on cable news.
A blog gives me time to think and construct and say what I want to say without the pressure.
That's why I've described myself as "more than I appear to be."
I walk about the grocery store or the bookstore or out on the street without much notice. Another of the millions of "Boomers" tilting towards a grayer future. Another matronly Minnesotan in comfortable shoes.
A hint for any lesbians moving to Minnesota: Almost ALL the middle-aged women here look like stereotypical lesbians. Shorter, fuss-less hair, good solid shoes, not much if any make-up, utilitarian attire. We do dress it up more for occasions and work but not much. How often have my hopes been peaked and then dashed? But I'm pretty much too introverted for intimacy anyway. I think I'm saying to much.
The point is, that I am more than surface. We all are. We all have our own stories and opinions. So I get to tell some of mine here. Where it's kinda safe. I can operate behind the curtain and pretend to be the Great and Glorious Oz when I'm really more like the Cowardly Lion.
Please excuse the not real expert grammar and punctuation. It has never been my strongest suit. I live a lot in the right side of my brain.
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