I am preparing to walk out the door and up the street… do I need to put my wellies on?
I am smelling suspicious amounts of bullshit in my lovely little world and I am thinking I need to go all 005.1 (I’m too short for 007) on the cause.
The thing is, I am struggling to work out why I should even care…I think today’s little chat will about life, and bullshit interjections.
Why do we have this? Is it that we need to create drama where there is none, in order to make our worlds more interesting? Will we ever learn that back-biting and bullshit never works…reality works. Honesty works. No hiding who and what you are – that works.
Bullshit is a short-term thrill, and it does not work. Yet, as a people we seem to be so often covered in the stuff.
I’m shrinking my world, people. I want real. No more purveyors of bullshit. Just because I don’t give a shit, does not mean that I don’t care… I would rather have 1 good friend that I can trust, than be surrounded by 100 half arsed attempts.
Are you on that list? Do I need to get my wellies on when you are near? If I need wellies for you… then go on home. I have enough short term thrills that are sexier than bullshit for any day of my week.
Am I upset? No. Am I sad? No.
I am real… are you?
Love,
Lxx – tired of having to scrape massive amounts of smelly bullshit out of the way every time she walks out the door.
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