When I was taking notes for this week’s Finish the Sentence Friday prompt: “When it comes to sharing online..” I kept writing, “I used to..” over and over again. It kept reminding me of a song. And in this day and age, you don’t always have to use your brain to retrieve pertinent (to you, at least) information. You can use Google. I like to use a mixture of both, just to speed up the process, because who has time for that? I had a beautiful song in my head, in only bits and pieces. “I used to…” “…pouring rain.” Did you know you can Google just that, slap “lyrics” onto your search, and then magic happens?
Boy, does that take me to my youth. If my youth occurred ten years ago. Ten years ago, did I share anything online? I had a boyfriend! I documented our love, but not too too much. I wanted you to know it was real. It was real. Back then, when I was listening to Guster sing about watching the pouring rain, when I used to wish to be back home again, and when I had a boyfriend, I couldn’t cyber stalk my ex, even if I wanted to stalk him. (I did) Things were happening, sure, but I wasn’t so tech-savvy. I knew what blogs were, but I didn’t use them. I used MySpace to recite long lyrics, but not to know what my ex was doing with his life. It was a blank slate, clean and almost ready to start up again, but a mystery just the same.
I used to have trouble sharing my feelings with even one person. I still do. Now it’s sometimes easier to share them with the whole world. I’m no-holds-barred, sometimes. I can tell you a 20-part love story. I can tell you my deepest fears, most self-deprecated quirks, and how many times I’ve fallen in love. I don’t talk much about sex, because..clients and parents, but mostly clients. I don’t talk much about politics, because.. sanity. I don’t talk much about magic, religion, or spirituality, because.. confusion. It all comes out when it’s supposed to come out. It peeks its head out of the water from time to time.
Reading: Absolutely nothing. I went to the library today, wandered aimlessly while making my poor friend wait, and finally settled on new Judy Blume. I’m also working up the nerve to finally read the gorgeous Rare Bird by Anna Whiston-Donaldson.
Planning: My world takeover! Or you know, the kids going away this weekend, and how I’m going to spend time with Cassidy, and maybe visit my sister and baby nephew! How I’m going to pull off the next two weeks of blogging, photography, and a new data entry job. And maybe go to Brooklyn in both May and June, for various conferences and Bar Mitzvahs. Not to mention a wedding in California. Trips to see moose. Where the kids will go to summer camp, and if that great magician can do their birthday party. Cape Cod, of course. The far-reaching dreams, that loom closer. Alaska. Norway. Barcelona.
Stressing: I’ve been having stress this week. I can feel it in certain parts of my stomach and head. It doesn’t even give me the courtesy to actively think about it first – it’s all bodily memory or bodily anticipation. Things unsaid, undone and unmet.
Wishing: I wished this week for a lot of things. Most came true, (not all) but those are stories for other days.
Marveling: That Scarlet dug right into Matilda today. I don’t think I read that until later in life. That Des is funny, sweet and gentle, even at three-years-old. That Cassidy is so good at his job, and you know what? Maybe I am good at mine too.
Listening: Right now it’s to Scarlet on FaceTime with her best friend, and Des playing with something that jingles.
Traveling: Potentially to New Jersey this weekend or in two weeks. I have one of the most important photography jobs of my life coming up – baby Parker. Potentially to Brooklyn twice, and every other place I talk or dream about.
Celebrating: This week was our eight year anniversary. Eight is great! We had a dreamy dinner with dreamy music and dreamy presents. I was even a little nervous. It’s been a turning point for us – year seven of our marriage. What will be next?
Wearing: It’s this maroon shirt with funky sleeves. And leggings. By leggings, I mean jeggings. Shh…
Exercising: Almost daily! I can do an hour long walk, a class, and even more in the same day! And I’ve started running..
Linking up, as one of my favorite things to do, with Finish The Sentence Friday. This week’s ever-timely topic is “When it comes to sharing online…” And there’s still time to write yours. Come link up with your spin on the matter: HERE.