Three Minutes

The following actually occurred on Thursday, January 28, 2010...

Three minutes ago I had an epiphany. The entire epiphanous thought lasted about three minutes. (A long thought, I know) So what was this grand epiphany, you ask?

I'm tired. I'm tired of caring about what other people think. I'm tired of worrying about how what I do or say will be seen by others. So taking a page out of that happy little book I'm reading, I say F**k-It!

So what if I happen to be flirty with a guy on Twitter. So what if people think there's something going on there. He's quite lovely and I do like him. He makes me laugh, and that's rare. Few things make me laugh. Really laugh. I'm too bundled up in anxiety for that.

I can't control everything (although I'd really like to). I especially can't control what other people think. I suppose I could stop talking to the particular person with whom my conversations seem to elicit such responses from others. That would certainly stop people from thinking about it. But I really don't want to do that.

So, basically I am going to do whatever makes me happy. And if other people see it and read it and feel like teasing me about it, so be it. I'm a grown-up now, I do suppose it's time I started acting like one.


Did it take three minutes for you to read this???