So still, I pout…

Yesterday, I elected to “pout” ala my Facebook profile. I was amazed at the response that I received simply because I elected to do something so “unlike” me. I usually try to keep it all in the positive…knowing that somehow things will work out and not really allow myself to explore (or at least vocalize it via my social sites/blog) that things are really bad or I perceive them as bad ( see here I go again…censoring myself) …. But hey it was emotion and emotion gets responses.

Just to confirm that I was definitely on the right track here’s a another blog I subscribe to and in my inbox …the message of emotionally charged communication and it’s effectiveness.

So still.. I pout…I am bored, feel useless, my bank account is non-existent, and people all around me seem to be finding their place in the world especially in this town of LA. I am in the mode of “what’s it all for, who cares, nobody’s listening , and nobody’s especially buying.” If I have to pick up one more book and the author is telling their story about how they overcame this “something” then their dreams came true and now they are the author of the book I am holding…. well, I’d like someone to tell me how they thought their life would turn out, what they really wanted to grow up and be, and how they didn’t get it. If and how they changed their thinking or had their heart broke, moved on, and let go of the “vision” of themselves that they had built their whole existence around. Tell me that…. somebody tell me if dreams can steal your life or reveal your life. Tell me about when it may be time to let old dreams go and get some new ones…. and tell me when. When has a dream become a nightmare….just how much should one sacrifice to attain the “dream”, what’s the cost? I built a great life in Santa Fe and I am asking myself if I should sacrifice that life and all that goes with it for this? And the “this” , I am not even sure what it is anymore. Is there a formula or some social media tactics for that.?.?. if so do share.

Don’t mind me , I’m just grumpy…