Tuesday, October 4, 2011

There's no accounting for taste

Food, clothes, music, decorating style, hair styles, shoes, men, sex.........the list goes on. (just when it was getting good, too!) So many differences. I have friends with whom I differ on every subject. I don't know anyone who loves everything I love. These differences are really what makes the world go around. There's someone for everyone, there's a favorite for everything. Thank goodness for that. But what happens when you change? You no longer like the "bohemian chic" wardrobe that your closet is full of.

 You no longer can wear high heels (that you have hundreds of) because of injury. You now have a great distaste for blue, even though every room in your house contains a shade!

 Some things are easy to change. Others......well.......therein lies the question. What do you do with all those clothes. Do you just get rid of them? Cast them aside? How can you just "change" who you are? For me change has always been gradual. I didn't wake up one day and decide that bike riding was something I loved. The more I did it, the more I grew to love it. On the flip side, the more I watch reality shows, the more I dislike them! What creates change then? To the right or the wrong, to start or to stop, how does it work? We are forever growing and changing. We've heard it a million times in a million different ways. But why? Why can't we develop what we like and just stay the same. I suppose some people do? I haven't met any of them but....I hear they're out there.

I struggle with change and not the way one would expect. I love it, but it scares me. But I love THAT it scares me. It makes me feel alive. Those around me don't embrace it with as much enthusiasm as I do. Then I doubt if the change I'm loving is "correct". (for lack of a better word) But I think if I'm for the change, it can't be wrong. Can it? If I feel it...........is it wrong? Maybe it's only right for me??? This is a bit of a problem when your decisions don't affect just you. Which is no one, I guess.

You've probably figure out by now that I'm not talking about clothes, or shoes or paint colors. If you haven't, then you're a little slow. That's okay. I still like you. Thanks for letting me vent.

1 comment:

  1. I'm a little
    Slow anyway:) anD I can't wear my ONE pair
    Of heels
    Because of an injury...a welcome
    Change hee hee. I am
    Picking up what you are laying down....Iove you
    Despite our differences


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