don't ask me

I'm stroking the keys in this weird, circular, rhythmic way, almost as if urging them to tell me how I should word these next few sentences.

Stuck. Just stuck.
And it isn't really that I've got a great thing going (good yes, but not great.) There's always room for improvement after all.
I feel scared to venture into these depths I've never ventured into before. It is an age-old problem, I guess.

Which reminds me of something I read the other day...
I don't know how true this anecdote is, but it's brings up an interesting idea.

A test group of people were asked to write their birthday and time of birth on a sheet of paper and they would be provided with a ...I guess, psychic...or astrological reading of their lives to date. Once they received their readings, they were then asked to grade the accuracy, 5 being the most accurate and 1 the least. They all gave their readings 4's and 5's.

They were then asked to hand back their reading to the person behind them (the last person in the row was to hand it up front to the first person). As they read the other person's life reading, they all eventually came to the realisation that they were reading the same thing that had been given to them. All the readings were exactly the same for everyone.

This story makes me realise the connections between us all - all the living and breathing humans here. We all essentially live the same story, in different ways. But I think if you looked at life in 'themes' as you would deconstruct a novel or film (art of course, is an imitation of life...), you'd find that we all go through the same things. Happiness and sadness, being the most obvious....but despair and hurt and loss...fear. Love, rejection, anger... They range is complexities, but whatever name you want to give them, no one can escape these human 'themes'. They permeate all our existences.

While most of these blog posts are about that time every once in a while when I feel so disconnected from life and everyone in it - and that emptiness I feel when this happens - I don't think I've ever written about how very connected I feel at times.

We're all buzzing and thrumming with the emotions in this existence. It runs in all our veins.