That’ll be today.
And I am happy to report that all feels unusually calm within. I have had marital and feline snuggles (sometimes jointly), I have begun making notes to prepare for my Scriptwriting Assignment 3 Reflective Commentary and I have been heartened that yesterday’s blog post has been favourited by two lovely followers on Twitter.
When I was ‘active’ the last time – after excitedly signing up for the site and imagining all sorts of amazing contacts I’d make, I remember how anxious it made me – the whole having to limit anything I warranted ‘interesting to say’ to 140 characters, and worrying that if I didn’t immediately get any kind of response, that it meant I was doing it all wrong, or else everybody thought I was a total loser. I also got that familiar ‘playground’ feeling whenever I wondered whether I could butt into a conversation and add my two penn’worth. Often I didn’t. Much too stressful and the repercussions weren’t pretty.
But Twitter didn’t give me these insecurities. These particular jelly-like feelings should be squarely laid at the doorstep of my parents’ parenting skills and for this I am receiving excellent counselling guidance. In fact I’m learning something new about me every week.