Today is the two-week anniversary of my Lasik surgery. I still haven’t really registered it all. I can see but I constantly think that I’m wearing contacts. I’m anxiously waiting for the moment it will all hit me.
Today’s word is obsession. Good word in my household. Both of us get totally obsessed about things. The funny thing is that the subject matter isn’t all that relevant. Only the strong obsession with which I throw myself at it. When I started writing a book, I obsessed about learning all the details of grammar (not that you can tell from my log). For some Godforsaken reason I decided to keep a blog and got totally obsessed with all the other ones. I spent hours of my day reading everyone’s words. I even wrote emails to some of these people. Not that there’s anything wrong with that, it’s just that, for a while, it consumed me. I kept trying to think of ways to change my blog so I’d have more visitors. I checked my referrer logs every second. I’m trying to get across the difference between liking something and totally obsessing about it.
For better or worse, I seem to be over that one. I now read a few logs whenever I feel like it and if people don’t want to visit my page. So be it. I can’t force them. However, if you have been reading my page and do like it, it might be nice of you to make contact. Make me feel like less of a loser and all. Heh Heh.
There are good obsessions, too. For example, my two good obsessions are reading and learning. I can never have enough of either. But I guess the word obsession has bad connotations doesn’t it?
When I tell people of the obsessions I have, and in most cases the sorrow they cause me, (like how I am not worthy) they tell me to stop thinking that way and to appreciate all the great things in my life. The thing is, if I could do that I wouldn’t be obsessing!
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