My Best Bud just called. (It is now late afternoon – Wednesday.)
“How are you?”
“Fine,” I replied.
And I was. I am. Actually, I’m better than fine. I’d just come back from spending the afternoon with Patricia from BookLust. Mucho laughter.
“Yeah, really. Why?”
“Well, about your blog post of yesterday…um…just wondering how things are in your world.”
Holy crap. Another well-intentioned misinterpretation. (I received some e-mails as well.)
FOLKS, MY BLOG POST OF YESTERDAY WAS NOT A CRYPTIC MESSAGE AS TO THINGS FALLING APART IN MY WORLD. I AM FINE!
Or, it was so cryptic that I missed it.
(God, I’m good. I function at such a deep intellectual and spiritual level that my subliminal skills remain hidden even from me…)
Okay. So now I “get it" as to how some of my favourite quotations from “Through the Looking Glass” interspersed with my own personal comments might have read like a sob story. Best Bud pointed out how it actually flowed – fit together - like a tale of woe. A light bulb went on.
To make matters worse, that post ended with, “So, if am quiet, you know why…” and then I didn’t post anything this morning!
Well, that’s because I was busy with mundane matters and then went out and had some fun.
Now I’m wondering – if I totally missed that whole cryptic message thing, could it happen again? Will I now be second guessing posts I write for fear people will think I’m letting loose with a “boo-hoo” moment? Will I have to try and censor myself? Noooo!! I don’t want to.
And damn. I have this great quotation from Franz Kafka I’d like to use in a post. But maybe everyone will think...oops, she’s done it again!
How about this? If I’m gonna whine, I’ll be upfront about it. I’ll preface my post with “Whine Alert.”
I’m just not into trying to interpret how people might misinterpret something that could be interpreted one way when I meant it to be interpreted another way…although I realize anything and everything is up for misinterpretation….
And so it goes….(Kurt Vonnegut)