A Good Listener…

Everyone tells me I’m a good listener. Thing is, being a good listener isn’t always a good thing. It means I sometimes find it difficult to to walk away, to say that I’m busy, or to let you know that I simply don’t want to listen right now… honestly sometimes I just want people to shut the fuck up. Like, life isn’t all about you. How about you shut the fuck up for once and you do the listening. You could learn a thing or three. Sometimes the person listening is the one that needs to be doing the speaking. Sometimes they have something to say but don’t know how to say it. Sometimes they’re just afraid to say it. Sometimes they’re already carrying a heavy burden and you’re just adding more to the load. Don’t get me wrong, being a good listener can be a good thing, but it can also be an indicator for something more. So if you like to speak, shut up for once and encourage the listener to speak up. You might be amazed by what they have to say.

A “Meh” Day, and a Short Rant About Friendships

As we all know, feeling depressed really blows. I haven’t felt this way in a few months, but today sucked. I mean, I went to bed like at 5 because I couldn’t shake the feeling and now I can’t sleep because of it. So why does this happen? Why do I feel this way sometimes? A lot of times it’s because I feel a lack of genuine connection with the people I call friends. Don’t get me wrong, it’s nothing against who they are as people, it’s just that everyone is always so busy and it makes it hard to connect with them. I like consistency. I like a mutual desire to connect, feelings (and actions) that are reciprocated. (This stuff is basic “Friends 101”. Without reciprocation things won’t last.) I like spontaneity. But maybe I’m at the age where spontaneity is a thing of the past. Maybe I need start planning a hangout time 3 weeks in advance just so we could have a 2 hour talk, and not do it again for another 2 months. Who knows. I also like to be able to connect with people on a spiritual level. It’s funny, the people that actually try to hangout are on completely different “spiritual planes”. By that I just mean that their beliefs are just different. That’s not to say that I don’t hangout with them, I do, but my faith is the bread and butter of who I am. You can only connect so much when you don’t share that core foundation. Anyways, I’m getting tired so I will end this rant-like post here. A bit of a cliff-hanger, huh? I was thinking about community in the midst of all this. Maybe I’ll write something about it soon, or maybe not. Idk. My writing has been so inconsistent lately, perhaps from a lack of a real clear reason to write. Anyways, I need to shut up and go to bed. Goodnight.