My Benign Life

I had lunch with an old friend today. She said my life has become boring... no, I have become boring.

She reminisced about how dynamic I used to be. She used to be proud to be my friend because I was so adventurous and active. I read books, articles and what have you and I seemed to know about everything that was significant to life in general. I was the life of the party and the death of it.

Many years after... what? I'm complacent. I'm settled. I'm BORING!

She thinks I'm wasting away!

Well, though I, too, sometimes think my life is too quiet, I am content. I go to bed with no worries in my mind but my Lexulous games. When I am home, I tend to my dogs and their puppies (they are three weeks old today!), my husband and my Kayla. Most of the time, not even Kayla except to remind her to go to bed at 9pm.

Isn't that what everyone dreams of? A worry-free life? A stress-free life? Why is that not thrilling?

It's idyllic.
It's peaceful.
It is B E N I G N.