Tuesday, October 12, 2010

Looking inward, literally

I lay watching my insides this morning. My liver, pancreas, kidneys, hiding behind each other, under my layers of skin, like children behind their mother’s skirts. They were simultaneously inside me, and on the screen. At one point she turned the colours on and I could see my blood pumping furiously through them, willing them on to stay plump and happy. The report was all good. It’s a weird feeling, though.

When we arrived, a panicked man was driving behind his, his flickers flashing. He nudged rudely past as we turned into our parking, then turned around and drove the wrong way back, parking directly in front of the entrance to the hospital. Opening the back door of the car he helped a heavily pregnant woman out. All thoughts of rude man flew out of my head as I saw The Stork fly over. I cried at the thought of such excitement. I’m a sissy that way.

Then I looked at my insides. While I lay there watching them swirl, I realised that this blog has metamorphosised into something it wasn’t before. I’m beginning to write stories about other people, and ignoring those about me. I know what it is. I attended enough Psych 101 classes with my friends at varsity to be able to see through myself.

It’s that privacy thing again. People I know read this. I am always amazed at how other people write so blatantly and honestly on their blogs. I am in awe of that. Perhaps they too, though, are only allowing glimpses into certain parts, leaving others in the dark. I also fear that I may have lost my sense of humour, though. It feels dark in here.

Maybe that’s just me?

6 comments:

Angela said...

You? No humour? You are kidding!
And besides, we are all not telling every aspect of our lives to the blogworls. There are some parts of us we don`t understand ourselves, and others which we plainly do not want to think about. So you are perfectly all right, my dear! Because WHAT we know about you, we all like!

Angela said...

You? No humour? You are kidding!
And besides, we are all not telling every aspect of our lives to the blogworls. There are some parts of us we don`t understand ourselves, and others which we plainly do not want to think about. So you are perfectly all right, my dear! Because WHAT we know about you, we all like!

Angela said...

Sorry! my first comment an hour ago did not appear at all, so when this one tried to run away again, I hit it twice. Sorry.

Shiny said...

Thanks Geli xx

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