I’ve always been a little weird about making phone calls to people. Ever since I was a kid, I’ve absolutely hated talking on the phone. I remember that as a kid I’d hide from my mom or dad when they were on the phone with various relatives. I didn’t want to talk to my grandparents, or various aunts and uncles. I vociferously avoided being around my parents during those times. I remember there was one time where I needed to call a friend to see if he wanted to come over, but I just avoided it. I didn’t want to talk to his parents or anything like that.
That stuck with me during college. I hated doing phone banking during political campaigns. I probably have some sort of fear of rejection that is so easy project during a phone call. I really hate that. The funny thing is that whole relationship with a phone changed when I worked in journalism. I had to be on the phone a lot. I became a lot more confident with who I needed to talk to and what I needed to say. I think a lot of that came from just that being part of my job.
The reason I’m writing all of this is because I was waiting for a phone call from someone I didn’t want to talk to. It was one of those things that just needed to happen, but I’m not excited about taking care of those things. I suppose I just needed something to write about, and phones were the thing that came up. On to a different subject.
I realized that candy is nowhere near as exciting to me as it was about two dozen years ago. My stomach can’t handle it. The flavors are too unfamiliar. The texture sticks to my teeth. I don’t feel good after I consume it. I don’t understand how grown adults can consume all of that sugar in one sitting. Although there are plenty of sugar laden things that adults think of as healthy that are actually just as terrible for you. There’s booze, a lot of “granola bars”, desserts, and other random snacks. I’m also guessing that tobacco is on that list. I do eat about two dozen cookies in one sitting when I go to my parents house. I suppose tastes change as things move on.
Captain America: Civil War is on Netflix. I’m excited about it. That’s probably going to be my viewing entertainment later this evening. It’s good to just have something that you can turn to when you’re upset. It was one of my favorite movies of this year.
I’m currently listening to “Like a Rolling Stone” by Bob Dylan. It’s my song that I turn to when I need to get over someone. It’s such a winding song. I turn to it mainly because of the chorus, “How does it feel to be on your own? With no direction home, like a complete unknow.” It makes me feel better. It makes me feel all right about being on my own path.
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