Sunday, October 7, 2007

Choose your own adventure blog...

Oh, if only I could make that happen.

I was thinking wouldn't it be great if you got to this page and got to CHOOSE which plot line or story to follow? I don't know why that hit me today. In essence you do get that. When you come to a blog site you DO get to pick and choose. Unfortunately, that decision is based on the blog titles -- and what happens if I have a bad title day? Is that entry passed over because you thought the contents may be -- let's say -- boring.

In a sense, I am currently living my own choose your own adventure. I am being given another chance, in a way. Leave my pretty good, steady life in Atlanta and move all the way across the country to go back to SCHOOL. Am I on crack? Um, not literally, but perhaps figuratively.

Two exchanges made me think so this week.

1. Angela deemed me BRAVE for changing my life completely.
I have actually heard that a lot. However, I think the bravery is less of a factor over the reality that I was just unhappy. I just couldn't stay in a static place any longer. If that sense of being stuck on a plateau caused me to jump (or fall?) great distances even though it scared the living shit out of me, then so be it. I mean, hell, I jumped out of an airplane for my 36th birthday. So, look bucko, don't mess with me.

2. Sarah was floored when she found out that I fall DEAD CENTER on the Introvert/Extrovert scale.
Go Meyers-Briggs! Yes, folks I am not "all that" in the extrovert department. Similarly to Sarah, I am much more comfortable in smaller groups. In those smaller groups I can be gregarious, but prefer a good bit of down time or one-on-one conversation. Does that make it difficult to meet people in a college town of 40,000 where most of the grad students are directly out of undergrad? You bet your bippy. The only thing I miss from Atlanta (other than ability to get grits easily) is a circle of friends. Albeit a small group, but it look me 16 years to compile that circle and while technology is certainly on my side, there's nothing like proximity where friendship is concerned.

Hope comes out of her shell to make some friends -- page 12
Hope is frustrated with the loneliness and becomes a party girl -- page 18
Hope is swallowed whole by the world of academia -- page 23
Hope becomes undeniably happy -- page 24

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