What if I couldn’t control my emotions?

There are days when I really just want to scream. Go outside and just wail to the top of my lungs and not stop until I feel I’ve got everything out. Luckily for the neighbors I can usually control myself and not let my emotions get the best of me.

animals-34050_150When I was little it was a different story. I had the worst temper as a child and would let almost anything upset me. My siblings even nicknamed me Madman and would purposely attempt to see how angry they could make me. They turned it into a game, instead of hide and seek they wanted to play Madman.

As I got older I learned to suppress the anger and keep it bottled up inside. It started to matter more that I didn’t upset others rather than being upset myself. As long as everyone else is happy I can deal with a bit of frustration. Now I am getting even older and things seem to be changing once again.
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What if a ghost just wanted to play?

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What if a ghost just wanted to play?
Not a bit of evil in him to display
He was instead the friendly kind
Looking for a friend who was hard to find
Somewhere in his search he lost his way
Ended up still out during the day
Ghosts were only allowed to roam at night
It was always the best time to cause fright
Not really something he cared about much
But still a rule to follow and such
He needed to find a place he could stay
Hide from the world until the day went away
This building looks good, old and decayed
He entered quietly, trying not to be afraid
A ghost showing fear sounds quite rare
A sight for which Tommy couldn’t prepare
He saw the ghost and let out a scream
The ghost screamed too almost to an extreme
When they both stopped and looked at each other
They stared back and forth beginning to wonder
Is this someone-something I should be fearing
Or finally a friend and I should be cheering
The boy decided to let go his worries
The ghost had fun sharing his stories
On this day a lonely boy and a ghost
Found in each other what they needed the most
Sometimes friends are where you least expect
Take a chance, be fearless, no need to object.

What if I needed you?

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What if I needed a hand,
Would you lend me yours?
Thank you dear friend.

What if I was lonely,
Would you spend time with me?
Thank you dear friend.

What if I was upset,
Would you be there to calm me?
Thank you dear friend.

What if I was broken,
Would you help me collect the pieces?
Thank you dear friend.

What if I was sick,
Would you bring me medicine?
Thank you dear friend.

What if I was hungry,
Would you bring something to eat?
Thank you dear friend.

What if I killed someone,
Would you help me hide the body?
Friend? Where did you go?

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What if I did a little tooting of my own horn?

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Okay, what if I did a little tooting of my own horn? Hope you don’t mind.

So far I’ve been involved in this blogging world for a little less than two months. What I have accomplished so far makes me extremely proud. There are currently over seventy posts on my blog. The majority of these have been read, liked and discussed between me and other bloggers/readers. I must say to send a thought out into the world and then have other individuals have a rational, intelligent conversation or response to it is not something you do not experience every day in this world we currently live in. For that I want to say thank you to all my readers and followers!

If in June of this year you had told me that two months later I would have written six poems, three short stories and fifty plus other thoughts I would have fell in the floor laughing. If you continued to tell me I then shared these for the world to see I might have laughed so hard I would need a change of undies. If you finished by telling me not only had I done these things, but over 120 strangers had thought what I had to say so far was interesting enough they would like to see more, I might have had you institutionalized for your own good!

I’m not saying I don’t think what I have to say is interesting, I’m just not the type who would normally share these thoughts. I basically keep to myself, do my job and take care of what needs to get done. Not too many extras involved.

Sure I have a Facebook account and I’m “Friends” with almost 200 people. How many of these have I had an actual conversation (online or in person) with in the past year? I would say it’s probably less than ten. I know it’s kind of sad but I’m just not that social. I’ll read a few comments from them and play a few of Facebook’s games now and then, but that’s about it.

At least I used to check on my Facebook account some, I’ve noticed since I started blogging Facebook has become less important to my online life. I haven’t even shared my blog with my Facebook friends because I chose to let it have its own identity and that has worked out well. Yesterday I checked my Facebook notifications for the first time in a week and cleared the twelve that were there (all game invites or requests).

I guess I’m just not interested in what somebody is fixing for their dinner, the dramas people seem to share on Facebook walls or the constant barrage of quotes, memes and supposedly funny pictures that Facebook has to offer. I would rather read someone’s coherent post about life, living or their experiences. I would rather enjoy the wonderful poems, short stories and humorous posts that bloggers are so adept at.

It’s funny how a post can morph into something completely different than what you started out writing. I originally planned for this post to be an acknowledgement of a couple recent nominations for Blogger awards. Rob from Rob’s Surf Report was kind enough to think of me as a Versatile Blogger and Loyal Reader. If you’ve never been on his blog you should check it out. He has some great posts about a little of everything with some surf lingo thrown in. Rob, I know you are reading this, thank you for the nominations. I promise I will have an acceptance post up soon and you’ll get a second nod on that one as well.

These will add to my collection of awards having already received a Liebster Award and a Super Sweet Blog Award. Now I know these awards are not the same as if I received a Grammy, but I still enjoy receiving them. When you get one, it means someone else took time to notice your writing and thought enough of it to mention you among others as having something worth hearing. I believe that is one of the best compliments someone can get.

Can someone point me in the direction of a cool blog? There is too much space out here and I'm a little lost.

Can someone point me in the direction of a cool blog? There is too much space out here and I’m a little lost.

Okay, now back to the tooting. I have tweaked my blog layout a couple of times, changed my tagline and my posts have been a lot different than what I originally thought this blog would be. All these things together have created a place I am extremely proud to call my own. I am honored that others like it, but I am most proud of what I have been able to accomplish.

No one knows what the future will bring, but for me I hope it has years of blogging involved. I want to be able to continue what I started without it becoming stale or repetitive. This means I’ll probably be extremely random and it may seem like my site doesn’t have a true theme at times (mainly because it doesn’t) but it all leads to “What if I enjoyed what I was doing?”

Thank you for reading, following or just visiting once in a while. If you have a nice place you think I should visit please leave me an address and I’ll try to sneak out of here and see what you are up to. Being able to take a break and visit others to see what they have to say is a great way to spend a little down time.