Flight or Fight?
yup…the axe has finally fallen…life strikes me as very funny sometimes…& by funny I mean a mixture of the surreal & the amusing…albeit the latter in a twisted kinda way…it’s odd but every so often I am given almost but not quite what I was hoping for…in fact from the point of view of most people in these rare instances I always get better than I expected…that sounds good doesn’t it?*dry smile*I haven’t quite been able to convince people that the only reason this happens is ’cause I have such low expectations in the first place concerning certain things that most anything seems like an improvement…as Vengga once put it…I was aiming for the ground but got the stars instead…that sounds like a good deal until one reflects that this either means I have a pretty damned lousy sense of direction or somewhere out there a cosmic joke is being played on yours truly…something along the lines of: "hey…since she doesn’t really believe she’ll get it…let’s give it to her & more just so we can throw her in the deep end for free entertainment!"…the last time this happened to me…well…let’s just say Newton’s law of gravity works ok?the greater the heights that you’ve ascended to the harder the impact of your fall*sigh*perhaps I’m being overly pessimistic but let’s face it…you never really know until you try right?unfortunately, the only bit I don’t quite get is why people always have such high expectations concerning me…it’s something like…there’s no middle ground to speak of…it’s either hell or high water & god help you if you can’t swim with an asbestos jacket*wry grin*frankly…I’m worried & scared like hell…so this should be interesting*sigh*I keep having this urge to run like heck…the flight or fight response is kicking in, people, & believe me I’m rooting for the former*faint grin*
