You know what frustrates me most about myself; at least at the moment (last night it was my inability to sleep while thinking “argh argh am I really going to buy a big damp box? How am I going to finish my dissertation? This mattress really needs turning but that’s lots of hastle”)?
Well, it’s that I think lots. I think lots, but I’m really crap at expressing it. I’m crap at writing it down, when I try to talk to people about it I find that my language skills fail me staggeringly. I think it comes from my generation’s abuse of the English language; we’ve no longer got the verbal dexterity to really express a lot of emotions. The example that leaps (screaming and shouting) to mind is the word Awesome.
Well, what is Awe? Here, let’s look it up: Fear; Striking fear and reverence. In the immortal concepts of Eddie Izzard, how is a hot dog awesome?
Our language has been used and abused and I think it’s a result of that which has lead to our lack of skill at expressing ourselves. Well, mine. Other people seem to manage. I often find myself saying things and thinking “that is completely inadequate to express what I’m feeling / thinking / wanting to say”.
Perhaps I just suck at expressing myself.
That and I sound like some pretentious tosser when I try. Meh.
