Dear Friends,
In the past few weeks many of you have asked me where on earth do I find the time to think about and write my gratitude log. Well, it's a long story and I'm not planning to cut it short! So, sit tight and read on!
There is an illness out there by the name of "hypergraphia." I have been suffering from it in silence for many years now. I like to write! I write on anything and everything; paper napkins, bus transfers, the corner of magazine covers that do not belong to me, the back of Kleenex boxes. Any little "blank space" thrills me! Since my brain works much faster than my hand, my handwriting is illegible. Amusingly enough, most of the time I myself can't read my own writings (so much material gone to waste!) Why I contracted this disease? I'm not really sure. It might have something to do with my mother who constantly told me I talked too much. I suppose I had to find another way of expressing myself! Why this disease is manifesting itself in full bloom publicly now, in my late fifties? Well, I know the answer to that question. You see, since my early teens, a large portion of my brain had been occupied by the opposite sex. Think about boys; talk about boys; look for boys; attract boys, catch boys, keep boys, love boys, analyse boys; compromise for boys, make boys happy, sacrifice for boys, lose sleep, gain weight, lose weight over boys! Finally, the "wisdom of menopause" came along, yelled ENOUGH, and freed me from the iron clutches of a gender-biased upbringing!
As I'm writing these lines, I feel extremely grateful to my last "boy" who decided to exit a four-year relationship on the account of me having too many problems and not knowing how to handle them! Adieus, I said! "Good time Charley's" unexpected departure freed up acres and acres of fertile Real Estate up in my head! Energy and creativity are oozing out of every pore!
Talk about a blessing in disguise!
Have an energising weekend everyone!
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