(The above quote is attributed to W.C. Fields, as he was reportedly dying, and was known to loathe Philadelphia.)
|W. C. Fields|
This essentially is how I felt, yesterday.
One of the highlights of my current life involves blogging and interacting with other bloggers over the Internet. Not being very mobile (physically or financially), the Internet provides a great tool with which to communicate.
And I’ve made numerous friendships around the World via these means, from the relative comfort of my tiny bedroom office.
However, with this tool comes responsibility. Acknowledgement of consequences for one’s actions.
Yesterday, I was made to question my professional abilities; had a personal, in-depth conversation regarding a previous relationship (always a good time/sarcasm); and a good blogger friend snapped angrily at me, via Email.
It was as if Mercury were in retrograde, or something. (I’m not into astrology, though.)
After a fitful night, I awoke to a new day.
Some things had changed.
My perspective on myself had improved, a little; I felt better about the personal stuff; and the blogger friend had sent a follow-up email apologizing.
Time heals all wounds?
And two lessons I’ve learned, because I’ve been as guilty as anyone in these matters, is:
Don’t hit the send button until you’ve calmed down.
Keep communicating with your friends.