We all have an internal dialogue running constantly in our minds. Some of it we say out loud, some we filter, some of it… we wonder where it comes from.
Our thoughts can be curious or crazy, dirty or daring. Our imaginations play across our minds. But what if the world of people with whom you interact, could read your mind and see your thoughts? Would they be happy? Appalled? Embarrassed? Intrigued? Would you even care what they think?
I imagine that a tiny fraction of our thoughts ever make it into circulation. And that’s probably a good thing. Wouldn’t you agree?
… is easy in the moment, and crushing over time.
It’s an act of pure selfishness, spewing your rage and venom on those unfortunate enough to be nearby. Punishment by proximity.
Anger steals your joy, shrivels your ability to be grateful and destroys your soul.
Oh to be free from the demon that is anger. How is always the question…
It’s easy to envy, to desire the belongings of others. We envy people with money, with good looks, the happy couple, the people in the front of the line.
I wonder, how many people envy me? How many people would love to have the things I have? If I were in their shoes would I be envious of my life?
Companies often express the sentiment that culture is critical to success. There is much talk about the war for talent. We hear that people are the top priority.
If these statements are true, then I wonder why I still encounter, on a fairly frequent basis, the strange experience of passing colleagues in the hall, saying hello while passing, and getting absolutely no response in return. How did these people “pass the test” for cultural fit?
I find it astounding that a person would disregard a coworker who says hello. Zero response. No acknowledgement. I think it’s rude, and shows a complete lace of emotional IQ.
Isn’t this a fair and reasonable expectation that people at least acknowledge humanity? What do you think?
Does anyone hold to the fact that he or she is in fact honest? All the time? Really?
There was a time, in my childhood, when the concept of total honesty was believable. Parents insisted on it. Teachers demanded it. Newscasters espoused it.
But in today’s world of online dating, the internet, and digital communication, it seems entirely impossible that anyone could still claim to be honest. Entirely truthful.
It’s too easy to hide behind the anonymity of the internet, where one can be a little bit taller, a little bit bustier, a little bit sexier with none ever the wiser. Improved self esteem through deception.
I wonder… does anyone out there still purport to be honest? All the time? Even when no one is looking? Really?
I wonder. Always. About everything.
Mind never stops. I wonder if this is how your brain works as well? I hear sentences come out of my mouth and there are words included I didn’t realize were in my vocabulary. Again, I wonder, does this happen to everyone?
I’m curious about blogging. Who’s writing these things? What are they writing about? How many blog posts have been written that no one has ever read? Is there a record for the most consecutive days of blogging? Does anybody care? I wonder.
I believe one must put their wonderings and curiosities to the test. Find out firsthand.
So that’s why I’m here. Because I was wondering. And I want to find out. Firsthand. Maybe I’ll get answers to a few of my wonderings.