People are people, too!

What is it about people?  You love them, you hate them, they make you laugh, they make you cry, and most of them, I'll be honest, I'm pretty sure they are just plain crazy.  But please, don't tell them I said that..

The funny thing about people, is that every single one of them has a house, a family, a daily life, a circle of influence, or I guess you could just say they have their very own lives.  Every person is different.  Their thoughts, talents, dreams and desires, all different.

Have you ever been somewhere, like say, driving down the freeway, there are tens of hundreds of different cars with different people in them going to different places and doing different things and ALL this stuff is going on at the very same time as stuff goes on in your very own life, and you don't get to see any of it.  And its going on ALL over the world. 

Yeah, I know I'm weird.  It's stuff like this, though, that just boggles my mind sometimes.  Here we are, doin' our thang, and so is everyone else.  And all you can do is sit there and wonder how in the world it all fits together and what your part is in it all.  But let's be honest, most of the time we don't.  We don't wonder where we fit in, we are just busy, you know, doing whatever in the world it is that we do.  Busy busy busy being busy.  And we forget.  We forget about everyone else and think mostly about ourselves...when maybe...just maybe..what we SHOULD be doing, is thinking more about everyone else and LESS about ourselves.  Hmm.

NEW POST!

I haven't posted in a while. Facebook kind of took over and I guess I liked the whole posting snippets about your life in 420 characters or less thing.  But then I got to thinking that it was stunting my brain use.  Sure, sometimes it is difficult to abbreviate your thought and place them in that small space, but then what happens is a lot gets left out.  Not that half of what is posted is important anyway.  But here I am, rambling again.  What was I getting at??  Oh yeah, I think that I might start posting more blog (or is it "making more blog posts?) to exercise my brain more and get it used to writing.  I have always wanted to write a book, and though the thought of finding a subject to write about for a long long time, or crafting an elaborate story stymies me at this point, perhaps some day it could become a reality.  The truth is, when I write, I work out a lot of things in my head.  It's almost like thinking on paper and it helps me become a stronger person.  So... here we go!