I
think that I have gone down this road before, but is it just me or have you
also had this problem?
That
is with having a written conversation and your train of thought gets
misinterpreted, since we are usually all on another train?
Derailment!
I
personally have created havoc with most people I try to communicate with,
mostly because I have a tendency to go on and on and how can any normal human
being get my actual drift? To them I must be drifting way off course!
My
talking and writing is this odd thing called train of conscientiousness way
about me. Some believe that people who act this way are either crazy or
brilliant, and of course I prefer the latter. Hopefully not the first, but who
really knows...I was tested and it was a no. LOL!
The
issue here though is getting a point across when trying hard to cultivate a
friendship!
Even
on this machine people who you think you know and that they know you, for
years, can be side swindled by what you are actually trying hard to express.
Have
you noticed this machine has no eyebrows or eyes or dimples or mouth or ears or
expressive hands that is part of us have a way to really let a person know
whether you are kidding or not, or telling the truth or lying or waiting a beat
for the punch-line to come up or… you get my point.
Nothing
like face to face confrontations for allowing you to get your meanings across,
although, that, even at times, can cause terrible misgivings with your public
too?
But
it does give you more than a chance to truly communicate!
A
lost art.
Sure
‘they’ say that about a lot of things, letter writing comes to mind, but so
does talking face to face.
I
hear tell that siblings and parents have been known to text when within the
same walls of their home!
Amazing
to me!
To
think the only thing that used to interfere with talking to our sons was maybe,
the TV?
But
as with so many things none of us ever had them or we turn it off, was that
polite?
Who
knows…
And
perhaps one day others too will ask some of these questions, but these days I
think that I am one of the few that pines for the way things were.
For
me, it was suggested that I could not talk without my hands.
And
as most know I talk a lot, just like I write.
Some
may be wondering what brought this thought process on and many may be thinking
who cares, but with me it is always something and sure enough it was.
I
was chatting on the message portion of the Facebook section with a newer friend
and once again I felt that I must have had stepped over the boundaries, nothing
unusual there… but this time I was WRONG!
Thankfully!
Since
this is a person who has many things I could learn about if I will only stop
myself from explaining about what I already do know!
You
see, they are very bright and I suppose it is my own insecurities that make me
do it with wanting them to know I can hold my own too, it’s called sabotaging a
friendship and lack of confidence in the respect of also being of value to
anyone else! See what a few years of psychology will get you; analyzing simple
friendships and your place in them…oh pooh. Oh who am I fooling, I analyze
everything!
But,
to be honest, sorry Lee he hates that, when I was writing my novella/ murder
mysteries most everyone who read my dialogues felt that I was extremely strong
and logical in capturing actual conversations of my in depth characters’
personalities, huh?
Who
cares really, that was then this is now.
Ironic
that I have trouble with actual people understanding me and me them…wild!
On
that note of any point that I thought I was making, but again I seemed to have
gotten sidetracked…allow me to be the very first to wish all of you a very
happy good night and to ask all of you to kindly count all your blessings and
share those overages with you know who and we will too!
And
next time please be here or be square, ya hear?!