Monday, April 12, 2010

Purpose, come find me

I have a bad habit of blog hopping. I love to read more than anything, so I read peoples' stuff, and I literally do not know them, have never heard of them, have no clue where they live or what they believe (other than by what they post on their blogs, of course). Today I read something on one blog that had me in tears. It was so sad. Like, I can't even believe that could happen to someone kind of sad. Heartwrenching. Not the first time this has happened. I also read people's facebook posts, and can get mixed feelings from those as well. My conclusions is this:

I need to mind my own beeswax.

It can't be good to carry around these emotions like I do. Me, the weinie that doesn't even watch CSI because the fake deaths bother me too much, will sit and read about a family dog dying and go ballistic with grief. NOT my family, and NOT my dog.

I need a job. I also need to cleanse my selection of social networking "friends."

1 comment:

  1. Sometimes the lives of others (tragic or otherwise) can inspire us to do better & be better. I love you.

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