A place to keep my personal thoughts.
My thoughts, like teardrops, splash onto the page, causing a rippling effect that disturbs the calm and quiet.|
|Prompt:Are you an introvert or an extrovert? How do you recharge your batteries?:
Even though I spend the majority of my time appearing to be extroverted, I am a total introvert. All day, I go through the motions, arguing in court, talking with clients and cutting up with colleagues and friends while I'm longing for that moment I can go home, change into fuzzy pajamas or sweats and recharge my batteries. Yes, that's how I recharge my batteries.
If left to my own devices, I'd be thrilled curling up with a good book or watching a movie alone or even napping all day. It's different online...I'm not in the same room as the person/people I'm talking to, and I'm not expected to keep a steady flow of conversation. But there are times when I cut out social media, too.
*goes back to hiding in corner*
|January 2, 2019 Prompt: Write about your most memorable birthday.
This one's easy. After months of begging and numerous promises (I'll get a job...I'll do more chores...I'll win a Nobel Peace Prize), my parents bought me a bright blue Ford Mustang for my 17th birthday. Oh, it was gorgeous!
After having the requisite cake and taking each of my parents on a test drive, I rushed to go out and show my new ride off to my friends. I had driven 4 miles, safely following the 55 mile per hour speed limit, when a humongous truck pulled onto the road, sideways in my path, and stopped. I was no more than 30 feet from the truck, so knowing I had no chance, I braced my hands on the steering wheel to prepare for impact. In hindsight, that was the worst idea ever, but it's what I did. I hit the truck so hard, its lug nuts went through my bumper.
Next thing I remember, my car was totaled, and my left hand was killing me. The air bag had hit my hand, breaking my pinky and crushing my 3rd left metacarpal. Luckily, those were my only injuries. Unless you count a broken heart. My brand new, beautiful car, the car that only had only been driven 31 miles, was a total loss.
After months of physical therapy, I was finally able to start grasping items and type again. It took years to fully regain the use of my left hand and, even now, there are times when it goes numb and/or aches. And even if I ever do forget my 17th birthday, I can look down at the scar (resulting from surgery requiring a plate and 6 screws) as I type as a reminder.
|Prompt: What is your opinion of New Year’s Resolutions? Do you make them? Do you keep them?
New Year's Resolutions are just another way for me to procrastinate. Why should I go on a diet in October when I can make it a New Year's Resolution? Surely, I should resolve to stop smoking in 2019 rather than hanging up the habit in December.
Yes, I often tend to delay and negotiate with myself, but if I'm going to actually make a change in my life, I'm not going to do it just because a new year has begun. I've made New Year's Resolutions for many years, and by February, much like the exercise equipment I buy to go along with the Resolutions, they're broken and forgotten.
I do intend to make some positive changes in my life, not necessarily because it's a new year, but because those changes need to be made. But those changes are not going to be New Year's Resolutions that can be kept or broken.
Now I'm going to get my shit together and get some sleep. Hmmm, that would be a great Resolution for 2020...
|I haven't even been back a full week, and I'm already wondering how I stayed away so long. I've managed to reconnect with some great friends and have met some new ones.
I've already written something new -- "Bridget's Miracle" , and it was the winning entry for today's "The Writer's Cramp" ! Then, I got another wonderful surprise...Jim Hall gave me a beautiful Awardicon for my
In spite of my scroll (bot ) addiction, I have managed to get a few reviews done as well. Finally, I'm going to participate in "30-Day Blogging Challenge" in January.
It's good to be back.
|OK, so after being away for so long, I'm anxious to get back in the swing of things, but I don't even know where to begin! So far, I have managed to do 2 Anniversary Reviews (1 per day) & get "OOT's Weekly Raffle" going again. Still, I feel restless.
I was disappointed to see that some of my old friends are no longer on the site and others aren't as active as they were before I left. On the other hand, I have already met a few new friends and reconnected with a few others. I guess I just want everything to get back to the way it used to be, but I need to remember not to get so overwhelmed that I feel I need to take a break.
Oh, well. Anyway, it's good to be back. It does sort of feel like coming home again.
|Without knowing how much time you have left, would you be willing to reduce your lifespan by 10 years if it meant a significantly better quality (however you define it) to the remaining time you had?
Heck no! If the choice had been 1 year, I would have had to give it a lot of consideration. But 10 years? That's an entire decade! I would much rather have the quality of my current life than have a life with better quality that is 10 years shorter!
|With all the conflicting "let it go" vs. "stick with it" advice out there, how do you personally decide when to keep holding onto something and when to finally let it go?
If I knew the answer to that question, I am certain my life would be better by degrees. I tend to hold onto something, even when I shouldn't, even when it is emotionally detrimental. I think the correct answer would be to use logic instead of emotion. Unfortunately, I don't seem to be capable of that.
| Which is a more powerful emotion: love or fear? Why do you think so?
Unfortunately, I'll have to go with fear on this one. I have seen love conquered by fear too many times. In fact, I have often seen love lead to fear: fear of losing the person, fear of not being good enough, fear of change, etc. I have also seen love conquer fear, but not as often. Also, I think you can start out loving someone deeply and completely, but, over time, for whatever reason, you may end up not loving that person. But when you start out fearing something, even though you may be able to get that fear under control, I believe it's always there, and, sometimes it festers, thus destroying love.
| You're scheduled to have dinner with the five people you admire most in the world. Who are those five people (real, currently-living people only) and why would you want them there? Where would you make a dining reservation? Would you try and cook?
I would have to choose family members: my mother, my father, my brother, my hubby and my nephew. I would want them there, because over the past few years, I haven't had nearly enough quality time with any of them, because of law school, work, injuries, etc. I would love to just have all of them in one place with nowhere else to go.
I wouldn't make a dining reservation, as I would want to be at home with them. However, I would try to talk someone into cooking the meal for me. I'm a decent cook, but I would want to spend the day relaxing and anticipating my time with them.
| Which is worse: accidentally killing another human being, or fully intending to kill another human being and failing (i.e. by screwing it up, not by having a change of heart)? Why?
I would say accidentally killing another human being is worse, not necessarily in the eyes of the law, but as a result of a life lost. If you accidentally kill another human being as a result of doing something illegal (such as DUI resulting in death), then you're going to face jail time. If the accident was really just purely an accident, then you'll likely suffer from guilt as a result, even though it wasn't really your fault. Either instance results in loss of a life.
Intending to kill but not killing doesn't result in a life lost. Though you will get jail time if your intent is discovered, no life will be lost. Even though there may be more dire consequences in this instance, there is no life lost. Therefore, I don't think it's a bad as accidentally killing someone.