Saturday, July 9, 2011
If I Only Had A Brain...
I'm not sure quite how I came upon this random thought, but there are many things about the characters of The Wizard of Oz can that relate back to me and my relationships with women. Allow me to elaborate:
Much like the scarecrow, when it comes to girls, my brain tends to turn to straw. This usually happens in one of two ways.
The first involves overthinking. I think and think about a girl, probably much more than is normal, and somewhere along the line, my original ideas get lost in the other straw of my thoughts, and I'm left more confused than when I started.
The second way it happens is that I tend to act a little silly if I think a girl likes me. I occasionally blurt out awkward things, or tell them far too much about myself and get generally flustered because I don't know what to do. I suppose this is normal somewhat, but it happens pretty much every time, and I kind of wish it wouldn't.
The tin woodsman didn't have a heart, and I can relate to this very much. I guess this doesn't make sense at first, but let me explain: I do have a heart, of course, but I think that after not being used for so many years, it's become rusted. What I mean by this is that I worry that when the time comes, I won't be able to love the one I'm with the way that I should. I'm not quite sure how much sense that makes, but this is about as articulate as I can make it for now.
Finally, we come to the cowardly lion. I have been working on my confidence, but there are still times that fear and nerves get the best of me. I don't want to get hurt by anyone, and when I do, I'm kind of a mess, so I think it makes me a little fearful to put myself out there.
The other big part of this is that I'm kind of afraid to be alone. I don't really understand why I'm like this, but I think I've always been this way. I love my family and friends, but I've always felt like life would just make so much more sense if I had someone I knew would be by my side always. I worry about getting old and not finding my soul mate. Maybe that makes me needy in some way, but I think if someone was in love with me, they would understand that.
So, there's your little peek inside the mind and heart of Dave for the day. Despite all of these little things about me, I do think things are getting better.
So for now, I'm off to see the wizard. You never know, it might end up being a nice looking lady behind that curtain, instead of some old guy with a smoke machine.
Labels:
fears,
loneliness,
love,
overthinking,
worries
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"Pay no attention to the smoking hot blonde behind the curtain!"
ReplyDeleteI understand what you mean in this post. I feel some of what you have expressed. You're not alone as the scarecrow...for many of us guys, around attractive women our brains turn to mush. Hearts, however, can be oiled...and courage will come with time.
As a girl, I must say this was such a cute post to read. And it takes a lot to be honest like that.
ReplyDeleteI think it's very relateable for both sexes.
PS. Everyone gets flustered and no one wants to be alone.
=)