the mona lisa
As I’ve gotten older I’ve tried to become a better listener– to speak less and listen more and not interrupt.
I find, however, that if too much time elapses between intimate conversations, I am in danger of letting loose with an uninterrupted, rapid stream of updates when someone calls. It is like an explosion of pent-up thoughts needs to occur before I can relax and become a good listener again.
In regard to the topics on this blog, I was finding myself being indiscreet before I started writing about them. I can recall a hike with an ex-boyfriend in which I aired some of my frustration and anger. He didn’t seem to mind, but I remember thinking that perhaps I needed to either find another outlet or employ a therapist.
The blog has been an immense help. I no longer feel the need to try and connect in conversation on these topics and can talk about other things with acquaintances as well as just listen.