This is the guy who lives next door to me. Several times a week, he walks to the end of the driveway, faces the busy street, and sings while playing guitar. I can't figure it out - why?!? Why does he do it? Traffic moves too fast for anyone to notice him. He's drowned out by the noise of passing cars. Does he pretend he's in a nightclub? Does the wind in his hair aid his strumming? Today, I was going to wander by - all nonchalant-like - and ask him what he's doing.
I chickened out.
A bit later, I wanted to yell at a bunch of rowdy teenagers who were giggling/talking/answering cellphones while I was trying to watch the movie, Waitress (BTW, liked it, but not as much as I'd thought I would).
I couldn't work up the nerve.
So for my life list: today I realize that bravery doesn't come overnight. Sometimes I'll take on the hard tasks - and have. And sometimes I won't.
It's all baby steps. And I'm making them every day.
3 comments:
Now I wanna know why your neighbor is doing that too! :o) Maybe he just needs some air.
If im in the situation of the owner of this blog. I dont know how to post this kind of topic. he has a nice idea.
I just finished reading 20 things I loved it so much I had to find out more about the author so I am reading your entire blog today and I'm upto May 31st when I read this. I appreciate your honesty and I personally find the fact that you accept your small victories refreshing! Love it and Love the books keep on with that style loved it!
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