By all rights I should be posting lol cat pictures to off-set my “serious” post from yesterday. And tonight I feel strange. I’m still at my work-desk, getting ready to leave the building, and I am wondering if I should even go online tonight. {So I write my post now, before I leave.}
I feel weird. My hair is too long. I hate the shirt I am wearing. My ears are ringing. I am not looking forward to the drive home.I want to say (write) something funny and divine, but I ain’t got it in me. Right now.
And if I started faking it and acted all cheerful all-of-a-sudden, you might find it disingenuous.
By the way, disingenuous is one of my favorite words. It is also something I don’t want to be. I try to surround myself with people who are honest, and sincere, and if they aren’t cheerful, then they better be funny, and not cruel. Sarcastic and biting are okay, but there is that line that should not be crossed. It’s invisible and whatnot. But the line is there.
Oh. I hid two posts on Facebook today (I usually hide at least one per day.) And the hiding of said posts caused me to make this graphic. Because I only hide the posts because they make my heart hurt. Whether it’s because of the content (animal abuse) or the sentiment (a political view I want to pretend someone I like doesn’t have) it hurts my heart a little bit. I always choose the “It’s annoying or not interesting” option because I am not hiding it because I don’t think the poster shouldn’t post what they posted (like the other options imply). I might wish they didn’t make the post, but I don’t want to be part of any censorship or banning process.I guess that’s it. I’m going to drive home now.
Later.









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