It’s funny how the more satisfied with things I am, the less I have to say about anything. Does that make me boring? I’m reading Jane Austen again, does that count for at least persistence?
I don’t know if the same applies to you, but with me, the reasoning behind your theory is this:
I have plenty of thoughts regardless of whether I’m content or not, but when I’m content with myself, I don’t really care what others think, so I don’t bother sharing my opinion.
It’s only when things aren’t right with me that I suddenly need validation of all my thoughts so I start talking/writing/blogging about them.
I don’t know if the same applies to you, but with me, the reasoning behind your theory is this:
I have plenty of thoughts regardless of whether I’m content or not, but when I’m content with myself, I don’t really care what others think, so I don’t bother sharing my opinion.
It’s only when things aren’t right with me that I suddenly need validation of all my thoughts so I start talking/writing/blogging about them.
Could it be the same with you?
which ones ya readin? Good weather for Jane.