Well, I have noticed a trend in my writings lately and that is the use of profanity, swear words, four-letter words, words my parents told me never to say, words that i actually do not like, myself. Okay, maybe there is just one word that is: SHIT. That is truly the only word I use in the more surprising situations or emotional undoing.
But for some reason, with the liberation from the church life, though not from god, I have apparently given myself permission to swear like there is no tomorrow, particulalry when it comes to writing. I am even more so daring in my writing than in talk. But occasionally some of those cuss words that I detest do come spewing out of this ol' mouth.
So, I have resolved to just using the four-letter words only when really necessary or when needing to be emphatic about something or an event, etc.
I'll admit, to swear so easily is fun and releases some amount of endorphins that just don't seemed to get used in any other way.
But then I was remembering that I used to play tennis competatively and that WAS my release. I could be as angry or frustrated about whatever and somehow hitting that little Wilson tennis ball somehow made things better. But since I am physically limited, I don't have that kind of outlet any longer.
This summer, swimming laps seemed to be the next best thing to my tennis days. But the local pools closed for the season so that ended that.
Anyways, I'm just babbling on but I needed to address myself on this matter so that I need not be someone that I am not-a swearing sailor. Is swearing sailor right? Or do I have my sayings turned around and completely mixed up? Probably the latter. Oh well, maybe I'll figure it out one of these days.
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