My attitude is really beginning to worry me.
I know I've said this before, but, MAN! I am getting worse and worse as I grow older when it comes to speaking my mind. I listen to myself and can actually see me outside of me, lunging in slow motion, my arm out stretched hollering "NNNNNOOOOOO!" as I try to stop the words exit my mouth.
Is it because I love less? Because while I care what people think, I don't care nearly like I used to. Not at the expense of shutting up.
. . . and then . . .
... maybe that I love too much to shut up.
Nah, not that.
The Fam!
All Us Huttons
2 comments:
Well, what can we say? I find myself in the same boat sometimes. But more times than not I find myself holding back words that I think SHOULD be said. Is that worse?
I know that, because of my mother, words spoken last much longer than any physical harm. As a result, I am too cautious about what I say to those I know and love; now, if you are a stranger, I find myself free-er to give my opinion.
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