I hate Root Beer Floats

Where do unspoken things go?

You know, all the things you’d have said but got no recipient now. Like “I hate root beer floats, they’re the most disgusting thing I’ve ever tasted”. Do you let them out or do you keep them to yourself hoping that they’ll eventually fade because you’ll just go ahead and ignore them? Don’t they feel like they grow larger and larger and start hurting a bit, though? Your friends tell you to move on (they’re probably right). But don’t they always say that talking about what upsets you makes you feel better and helps you think clearer? Shrinks make a bunch of money listening to people’s problems. Marriage on the rocks? Go see a marriage counselor (waste of time). Mommy doesn’t love you? Here, I’ll give you the name of the guy that helped me with my thumb-sucking issue. Fear of engaging? Fear of un-engaging? No worries, I got a number for you too. But then, how are you going to forget if you keep talking about it? Ugh. I’m getting a headache just by trying to figure it out!

How do you do it? Do you also annoy the hell out of your Rakels, Dianas, Unais? Bore your blog readers to death with touchy-feely posts? Focus all your energy on your kids? Your dogs? Rubik’s cube? Origami? Holy crap! You got the Rosetta Stone for learning Swahili? Maybe you do need counseling after all…

(Forgive my choice of videoclip, but I love Victor Manuel and I already told you: touchy-feely!)

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