So, I really wanted to start this blog out with a quote or a lyric of some sort, but I didn’t because I’m not really sure yet what I’m going to write about. And I usually like the quote to have something to do with what I’m writing about. But, I guess I like it better that way; that I don’t know what I’m going to write about. Because then, it will be totally unusual and unique…I suppose?
You know what? I find that I’m constantly trying to go against some sort of tide, to put it metaphorically, no wait, that’s so cliché…I hate cliché. I hate the average and normal, the “in thing”. I suppose that makes me rebellious…
I am.
I want to do things differently, yet at the same time, feel totally accepted. Can that be? I don’t know. Do I have to be different to be different, if that makes sense? I think that everybody deals with acceptance. EVERYONE wants to be accepted, loved, and noticed. They want to be loved for who they are, not what they can’t or can do. Or, is that who we are? Do people measure us and equate us with what we do or don’t do? Must we always make up our identity to fit those around us just so we at least have the appearance and sometimes floating feeling of being accepted? Am I always so full of questions?
Yes.
Sometimes I know the answers, sometimes not. Well, I guess this is all for my first blog. Ha, you’re probably thinking, “Did we get anywhere? What are we even talking about?” Well, honestly, I don’t know. I guess maybe somewhere along the woven web of words I tried to say something, but I think it got lost. Oh well. I guess it’s yours to figure out.
-liz
