We Don't Know We Should Be Bored

At times we just do not know what we are doing.  We're working with a tainted and cloudy picture of what we believe any given situation to be.  I always hope that I sleep soundly.  Sound sleep is the one place where none of it matters.  Sleep can be rejuvenating.  Lack of sleep can make life difficult and burdensome.

And the clock.  The clock keeps ticking.  And the time and date are everywhere.  No matter the time of year, I always view the calendar days, weeks and months as "flying by."

But it is bedtime now--way past my bedtime.  I have done all that I will do for now.  After some sleep, maybe I can convince myself (and encourage those who are low in spirit) that life is going to work itself out. That no matter how weighted I feel with the days events, I will probably live to see another average human day--eventful or not.

And I hope for boredom.  Some simple boring summer days where I can finally say that old saying:

No...not fuck you! 

Though that phrase can be cathartic,

I am speaking of that childhood moment when kids adamantly insist...

"Ma!  I am soooooo bored.  There's nothing to do."

And if you're a girl...

"Boys get to do EVERYTHING!"

(And it was true. And my mother did not argue with that part.)

~MissNikkiAnn

"May your summer bring rejuvenatingly boring moments." 

*MissNikkiAnn throws pixie dust into the air, hoping it will touch and unburden many, even herself.

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Hello Blog

I thought it important to stop by and see how you (the blog) are doing.  Let's face it, since falling ill with various (basically, too many to mention) dysautonomias...what?...3 years ago now?, I had found it accordingly difficult to write.  So many neurological issues and medications that lead to total and utter brain fog and inability to stay focused on tasks.  I had always prided myself on my ability to focus.  I am a listener by nature and love to...listen.  I never lost focus in school nor college courses because of my gift to not get bored when someone is talking.  I mean...I could sit for hours listening to lectures.  But now?  Shiiiiiiit!  My attention span and mental processing skills rival that of a gnat.  I have absent seizures where I come-to and realize that Sir (my 7yo son) has done stuff that I was totally unconscious of WITH my eyes wide open.  But those things come with my illnesses (yes, plural), and I am finally three years into adjusting, which makes talking to you, blog, more doable. 

So, I hope you are well.  Your sitemeter tells me that you have many visitors each day; it makes me happy to know that you have gone ahead with your life inspite of my not being here to help you.

Blog, my advice to you...

"Be good.

Be patient.

Be in the moment.

Be happy to have readers."

~MissNikkiAnn

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Looks Around Her Blog...

Life is strange.  I never know why most of my visitors are visiting my blog.  I do know I have a handful who have been reading it since 2006, beyond that, the reasoning behind the things my viewers and subscribers click on are outside of my understanding.  It would be hard for me to take a whole lot of credit for most of what is happening on this blog in the last year or two; things on the interwebs are odd: lots of re-blogging/re-vlogging/re-posting/rehashing of information.  And I do not want to give the wrong impression; I am not against any of these things, and do them simply because I, too, enjoy doing so.  But the fact is that my enjoyment of it has grown my "viewership," which is totally different than readership.  

See, I go to people's blogs to read, not really to view vlogs--I save that experience for YouTube, which I am on lots.  But blogs I am fond of because of the fact that I get "to read," and have always enjoyed doing so.  I have a Tumblr, but find it hard to keep up there because it is mostly about rehashing (which is fun!) pictures.  After I've had my fill of food porn and cute animals, my interest wanes and I find myself checking my email for updates from people's blogs or hitting up Twitter or YouTube for more personable exchanges and intimate world news.  

And that's all any of it is: exchange.  

And like with anything else we humans enjoy, we all have our preferences.  And if that preference leads someone to my page, then I am willing to roll out the red carpet.

So, hello to my newer "viewers" and my throw-back readers!

Welcome to MissNikkiAnn's House! 

TMI

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