Half Term: Day 4 - Why so many questions?
Hello whoever might be out there,
Why is everything so serious? I mean, even something as simple as a trip to the hairdressers suddenly becomes a series of twenty life or death decisions. Sometimes I simply do not know! I just want a haircut that will look good but will be practical.
I feel as if we are asked so many questions while going about our daily lives that sometimes we just need to rest. Do I want a receipt? Do I want your leaflet? Do I want large or medium? How was my day? Have I got any plans?
I have become so used to saying the "obvious" answer that even the word "obvious" has lost its meaning. I was talking to my hairdresser and said "Obviously because she speaks French..." What is wrong with me? That isn't obvious at all!
Every day has turned less into living and more like a constant quiz, a bombardment of questions that I have to fight my way through. I wish everything was just a bit more obvious.
If only you could actually read my mind. Because, obviously, this is the end of this blog post now. Duh.
Yours faithfully,
MD
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