(¿) Better Late Than Never (?)

Here I am, out in the rain. I know I can’t ever wash out the pain.
No, I mean…
Here I am, on my way. down another road I have paved. With every good intention I’ve made….

Like writing here sooner than now. Okay part of the problem is that I just didn’t have time. I was very busy vacationing, and sitting around with the old lady, and eating yummy yummy food, and taking very silly pictures with Karla, and consuming Carver stories like they were potato chips, and climbing straight up the big big hill right across the road from Grandmama’s house (and smaller ones too). Alright, another part of the problem is that after reading what you two little geniuses were writing about I got stage fright. I sat down to write and I thought, oh no, I don’t have a topic. They both always have topics. Ack! Ack! Heart! Attack! Quick! Think of a topic! But I could not and so I did not.

I had this professor in college and he was very into the online forum idea and part of the course requirements were to make a weekly post on this website for our class, the idea being that we would get a conversation going about the things we talked about in class, or things we read elsewhere, anything really at least somewhat related to Neurobiology, and according to him science was related to everything so really almost anything went. Initially I thought, yeah no problem, I can do that easy. But then it came down to it and I would get all nervous and even if I had something to say, and as you both know this is most of the time, I would worry about how I was saying it, whether or not it was relevant, or stupid, or like everybody else’s posts, and the fact that then I would post it and it would be connected to my name on the internet for all the world to see made me very nervous (I know, I know as if anyone cares, but hey, here’s the thing: I care!).

So the moral of the story is that I am going to do my best to get over myself. To not care if my ideas, and thoughts, and words, and posts are like the others posted here. I mean, honestly, it’s none of my business what you think of me!

And the three little barnyard animals who live on top of my monitor are cheering me on, they all tell me that I’m doing a great job and that they are proud of me. So let’s all say thanks to ObamaLlama, Wilbur the pig, and Shadowfax (the horse , obviously).

 

Rachel

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