Mystery or not?
More then just a few times I have been called mysterious and to be honest I have never seen myself as a mystery. I don’t usually have secrets theres a few things I keep to myself but they are about me and don’t involve anyone else. I don’t see that as a secret.
So the times that I have been addressed as mysterious I was genuinely surprised. Especially because of the people it came from since they where the ones to actually know me best, at least that’s what I thought. I have been extremely open about everything with them and the only secret I ever kept from them was my secret account in social media.
Oh yeah, don’t be too shocked I created an account just to lurk on social media and find distraction without seeing anything from those I would follow on my normal accnts. I don’t interact with anyone on those accounts and don’t talk or even know anyone I have added as friends on that friendslist just to disguise myself as a real account.
I barely use(d) it only if I really need to get away from everyone and everything. There’s, very dissaponting perhaps, nothing mysterious about me. All you really need to do to get to know me is truly listen to what I say. I’m pretty much what you see is what you get. Boring? Perhaps, but it is what it is, not a mystery.
Then again we never see ourself like how others see us. Sometimes I wish I did, it may take away a lot of my insecurities or at the other hand, add a few more hahaha.
Reading this post back I realize there’s not anything mysterious, fancy or even interesting about this blog entry either. Just a moment in time that I’m reflecting on some thoughts and memories. What else is there to do when you wake up at 5 am.
