So, I was sitting here in my kitchen, cleaning up after dinner and the kids and mess and all that fun stuff that comes when both your parents work and have no time and you're the oldest, while listening to Colbie Caillat. She got popular while I was on my mission, so I'm just getting to the point with her CD where I listen to it all the time because I'm not yet sick of any of it. She has a song called "Feelings Show" that I really like. It got me to thinking about that whole concept of feelings and how some people are so easy to read, like an open large print book and others are much more difficult to understand, like trying to read Rousseau in it's original French when you only speak Spanish. I tend toward the large print. I struggle hiding my feelings, they seem to play across my face, whether or not I want those around me to know what's going through my head. My face shows it all, if I'm annoyed, happy, sad, depressed, frustrated, upset, tired, bored, ready to kill someone, disbelieving...you name it. I would love to find a way to stop the constant flow of emotion on the stage that is my face, to conceal SOMETHING! ANYTHING! from those around me. But alas, it is not to be.How fortunate for everyone else. The only solution that I've thought of for this predicament is walking around with a paper bag on my head all the time, though there are a few problems with this. Number one: It can get really hot inside a paper bag. Number 2: What if the carefully cut eye holes shifted while I was driving and I got in an accident? Not good. Number 3: It would get all scratchy on my neck. Number 4: I HATE when things touch my face Number 5 (and this is the last one, promise) It would mess up my hair. :) So I suppose there's not much I can really do, I guess I'll just live with it, like I have for the past 22.85 years...
