Have I mentioned having the flu despite getting my annual flu shot? This is the world I live in, where I am inoculated for the wrong strain of the flu and get a bonus never ending cough as a parting gift. I also bruised my thigh on my file cabinet. Yep, it's self-pity at its finest.Looking up, it's Friday and we are scheduled to have storms tomorrow morning. There is nothing I love quite as much as a thunderstorm.
I've been thinking a lot lately about how often as adults we have to edit ourselves. People have opinions, sharp black and white opinions that they hide away like secrets lest they offend others. Even people without political or religious leanings have, somewhere, issues they believe strongly in.
I am highly opinionated, too highly sometimes. I find it torturous to hold my tongue sometimes. Yet on my blog I am careful to steer clear of my more controversial beliefs. I wonder if this is because I fear the feedback they would inspire or because I'm afraid of scaring off the few readers I have. Maybe both.
Maybe the idea thing to do is to write about the issues I believe in but give equal time and thought into both sides. Play the devil's advocate with myself. I wonder if I could write evenly, open-mindedly enough that it would prove hard for other's to pick my stand. Maybe I'm that ambitious. Maybe not.
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