I read through other blogs and am amazed at how much “how” they have so much to say. How to be successful. How to identify unicorns. How to find good books about dinosaurs. How to visit Italy. I am impressed. I am not so impressed with the variety of topics as I am about how much is written. Paragraph after paragraph about becoming successful. I do not think it is arrogant at all – I think it is amazing.
I don’t really have any stories about “how” to do anything. I am more of a “why” person.
Why did I put all those dots on the paper?
Why was it so much fun?
Why don’t I have anyone to talk to in the evenings?
Why do I always want something sweet to eat?
Why not just have a martini?
Truth be told I talk too much. I can sit down and tell a story but writing it down? I am impressed by those who can just write it all out. I love to write but it is so much more fun to talk. I have been recording some silly one-sided conversations into an app on my computer. It is fun and I enjoy listening to them. There is just never much content. Perhaps I am too content? Perhaps I should have joined a convent? Why would I join a convent?
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