To bother, or not to bother? That is the question.
I’m not fully sure how to start today’s post and after two restarts, four paragraphs and watching a video with the line (below), I’m still no closer to paydirt….
I guess, it’s a combination of work stress and summer. I’m not great in hot weather. I’d like to think the odd Jones family bio-chemistry of Scots and distant Dutch blood, does not warm well. Heh, perhaps like UHT left out, I go a bit sour 😉
To that end, I didn’t rush home on Thursday. Nor did I have three outfits crammed into a large bag, nor the need to dash from home to get changed. Instead, I took my time and spent the evening in bloke mode, at Chameleons. It certainly made it easier to close up and get home, that’s for sure. Perhaps, a break is required. Just a night off here and there, but still to have the social. I know I don’t go to Chameleons to just ‘dress up’, it’s as much part of the social. There, I don’t have to watch what I say and I can, for once, let the mask drop and just be me.
I think being in bloke mode threw a few people (Oh, It’s you. I didn’t recognise you dressed like that.) Mainly because most people – unless you’re upstairs getting changed – don’t see me in bloke mode….. and no, I won’t be putting a snap of the male me on-line. It’s bad enough being in a video conference and being reminded of how I look.
It’s funny, and I’m circling back towards The Matrix reference. During the day, and maybe you have this, maybe you don’t; you talk and interact with people and then, you catch sight of yourself. Perhaps a reflection in the window, or (shudder) video conferencing comes on and who you see jars with how you feel.
Still, best not dwell on the negative. It’s the weekend, and there are two whole days to do more interesting things.
Look after yourselves,