The cherry blossoms are blooming.
This is one of my favorite times of the year. I could walk around downtown for hours snapping pictures of the blossoms and the people who flock there to see them.
It’s interesting to see the different types of people who come out. It’s almost like the cherry blossoms signal an end to our hibernation.
That is what we do after all. We hibernate; but not just our bodies, we hibernate everything.
One of my biggest peeves is when you know that someone is thinking about something, and you really do want to hear what it is, but they only mumble “nothing” when you ask them to disclose their thoughts. I’m guilty of this myself; though it doesn’t bother me quite as much when I do it as when others do it. ;-)
The fact is that no one likes to share their thoughts if there is any consideration that one’s thoughts might not be taken the way they are meant. We don’t want to open ourselves up to that kind of rejection. What if I want to tell someone I love them (this might be the ultimate example), but when all is said and done the expression on the recipients face is one of utter shock and disgust? Alas the threat of such an event smolders any aspiration of sharing one’s thoughts. It just won’t happen.
So we satisfy out pathetic hunger with thoughts of what that other person might say. We muse about what it could be like.
Hahaha…we just stare longingly into one another’s eyes willing them to say exactly what we are thinking so we both can feel contentment and comfort.
I don’t have to say anything because it’s obvious that the person staring into my eyes already feels what I’m thinking…
….when in reality they are thinking about French fries or some other guilty pleasure.
This is one of my favorite times of the year. I could walk around downtown for hours snapping pictures of the blossoms and the people who flock there to see them.
It’s interesting to see the different types of people who come out. It’s almost like the cherry blossoms signal an end to our hibernation.
That is what we do after all. We hibernate; but not just our bodies, we hibernate everything.
One of my biggest peeves is when you know that someone is thinking about something, and you really do want to hear what it is, but they only mumble “nothing” when you ask them to disclose their thoughts. I’m guilty of this myself; though it doesn’t bother me quite as much when I do it as when others do it. ;-)
The fact is that no one likes to share their thoughts if there is any consideration that one’s thoughts might not be taken the way they are meant. We don’t want to open ourselves up to that kind of rejection. What if I want to tell someone I love them (this might be the ultimate example), but when all is said and done the expression on the recipients face is one of utter shock and disgust? Alas the threat of such an event smolders any aspiration of sharing one’s thoughts. It just won’t happen.
So we satisfy out pathetic hunger with thoughts of what that other person might say. We muse about what it could be like.
Hahaha…we just stare longingly into one another’s eyes willing them to say exactly what we are thinking so we both can feel contentment and comfort.
I don’t have to say anything because it’s obvious that the person staring into my eyes already feels what I’m thinking…
….when in reality they are thinking about French fries or some other guilty pleasure.
1 comment:
You are the only person I know who would consider French Fries a guilty pleasure.
You just need to find someone who will feed your addiction. That will make one happy kid! - RM
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