There is a lot to me that I don’t understand.
I don’t understand why Häagen-Dazs coffee ice cream is just plain ol’ better than any other flavor. I don’t understand why some people are harder to forgive, why I make poor choices, why I crave string cheese whenever I eat a hershey’s chocolate bar, or why I consistently stay up til 2 in the morning.
If there is so much about me that I simply don’t get, I imagine there is a lot about you that I am completely oblivious to. I’ve lamented to a couple friends in recent days about the unwillingness of so many of us to stop and take the time to get to know each other. Do you ever stop and think about how much you really know about those around you? How much to you ask? How much to do you even care to know? Do you exercise that empathy muscle?
It struck me the other day, how I can share so much on social media, and yet delve so little of who I actually am. However fun it is to be a part of social media, it’s still such a curated part of my life. It takes time to know a person. Too often I find myself disappointed at feeling like no one understands me (the tired cry of a tortured artist, amiright?). I think what I’m trying to say with all of this, is that I want to be better at listening. I want to try and know people better, beyond our surface level facades that we are all too familiar with. I suppose thats the first of my resolutions in the future, one that that will hopefully be a little more long-lasting than a new years resolution. lets call it my new life resolution?