Musings of the South

Construed As A Deep Thought...

Well, some might consider my topic today to be a deep thought. Maybe it's not, but if you don't like it, get your own blog! :oP

I don't know what started this chain of thoughts, but it all started when I woke up. I was thinking about how most of the time things are just on an everyday slightly boring level. We don't pay attention to those days, and we don't really continue to remember the boredom or non-excitement. We only remember in extremes. We remember when we were sad, when we were really happy and when we were really excited. I couldn't tell you what I do every day. I don't remember it! That's a sad statement about my life, the nonexistent excitement, but it's true. We only remember extremes.

I remember meeting my nephews and neices for the first time, and when I got my license (hey that was huge to me, I waited 18 years). I remember how I felt when I really liked someone, or found a new friend that I really clicked with. I remember the grief I felt when my grandparents died. I even remember the smell of the funeral home and the soap that was in the bathroom when my nephew died. I can't tell you what I ate all last week. I can't tell you what I had conversations with half of my friends about.

The point is that our memory operates on highs and lows. For instance, I wont remember being bored unless I was so incredibly bored and stir crazy that I felt like I would explode if I didn't get out of the house.

I also realized that without those moments in between, we'd go insane. Going from being really sad to really happy would mess us up. It's too extreme. So without the boring moments we'd all wind up in straight jackets in padded rooms. So.....be thankful for your boredom!!!