I worry about the tedium of life
I adore my wife, and I love my children. I just find it hard to be with them. Or do I. I might find it hard to be me, with them.
I've become too complex. I think too much. I don't laugh enough. I've stopped engaging. I'm no fun.
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Life is tedious? I'm not sure it is for you; it certainly isn't for me. But the thing is we get distracted. We get absorbed in to our alternate realities. Work is the big one. It's too easy to get sucked in to the world of work and when that happens we forget how to communicate with our family, with our loved ones. We forget how to interact. Because interacting with people we care so much about is hard word and we're too knackered because we've done a day of hard work. So we don't. We ease back. We coast along; putting really small effort in to our relationships and, through some kind of circle of life, we get really small effort back. And it all becomes a pain. And it would be so easy to stop trying. And it is. Easy. To stop trying. But that would be wrong. Because if we stop trying we're the emotional equivalent of a crocodile that stops swimming.
So what we need to do is to break the cycle. Get away. Make changes. Little changes. Put quality back in to the place it used to be. Our lives. Ease back on work. Redefine our lives. Get a grip on what's important. And, with baby steps, start to put some quality back in to our lives. And in to the lives of others around us. Start to care again. Start to show we care again.
Now tell me I'm wrong.
Bren,
I was going to say, "Gumph... you deep thinking dick, get your arse over to me and we will get on the Guinness and sort out the meaning of life!" But I think that you sound more qualified than me to give advice...especially as I think that I am as guilty as sin of doing the same as the crocodile.
G
Bren, I can't tell you that you're wrong. I'm confident that I'm having a blip, it can happen to the best of us, and that soon, I will be on the up of the curve.
You should have a read of Bren's blog Gar, he does talk sense. You seriously don't want a night on the ale with me, I'm a miserable fecker. But, I will apply myself, and in no time at all will be back to nob gags and lambasting civil servants.
Crikey, have you had a new bird start at the office or somesthing?
Seriously, everyone has wobbles. The trick is getting out the other side. Just make sure that you do 'fun stuff' with your family. That generally works.
Wobble, that's probably a good description Anne.
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