A change performing on stage

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“Have you ever performed on stage or given a speech?” – Daily Writing Prompt

I performed on stage when I was a kid. In school plays. I would never give a speech, no way. I hate public speaking. When I was on stage, I preferred to have no speaking parts. I don’t like people looking at me, waiting for me to make a mistake. I don’t want that much attention. I got that enough from home. I even hate doing presentations in front of a lot of people. If it were with one or two people, it would be different. I leave the performances to those who like doing them. School plays were enough. That’s a change I’m going to keep.

Bloganuary: No book has changed my life

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As I said in yesterday’s post, I’m not a book reader. The last book I read was about an entrepreneur last year. I’ve read biographies and books about photography. But they haven’t changed my life. They might have filled my life with something I’m interested in, but that’s about it. The same goes for entertainment. If books had changed my life, it wouldn’t be the way it is.

I have never met anyone who has changed my life. I’ve only lost people to death. That’s the only time my life changed. I don’t think any book will change my life anyway. I see books as something you read for fun. An escape from the real world or something you want to know about. Having knowledge is a good thing. Maybe books have changed someone’s life, but that’s not for me to say.

Reinstall my life choices

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If I could reinstall something in my life, it’s the choices I’ve made. But you can’t go back. You can only live in the present. I don’t regret things, but I wish I could have done things differently. One of them is about occupations. I wish I had known earlier what I wanted to do. I was so into thinking about it, I missed things other people did. I shouldn’t have lived in the bubble. I was too worried about the things that could go wrong. I wished I had been brave. Now I will probably be alone with nobody around me. I could quickly become a recluse. I could live in a place where there are no people around. But I wouldn’t want to be there all the time. I’m a city person, so I need to see other people. I’m not a green thumb, so I couldn’t grow my own food or have a garden. I don’t even change the soil in my late mother’s plants.

Sometimes I think maybe I should have to reinstall my blogging path. Write about something more popular. But that can be changed at any time. I’m not very good at that advice-giving thing that seems to be in many blogs. I also don’t want to be like any other blog. I’m only blogging for fun. It wouldn’t be as fun if I did it for a living. It’s a lot of stress to think about blog subjects. So I wouldn’t want to reinstall my path in blogging. That wouldn’t be me anymore. I don’t want to reinstall myself. I like the way I am. I’ve come this far, and I want to move on. This blog is part of me, and if I reinstalled it, I would also reinstall me. I can not let that happen, do I?