When I was in high school, one of my teachers always encouraged us to free write. Just write anything, it doesn’t matter if it makes any sense. When I was in college, I had a professor do the same. I always enjoyed those projects. It gave me a chance to empty out what was in my head, to get things straight, and to basically improve my skills as a writer.
Linda writes a stream of consciousness each Saturday, which is basically one of these projects. The prompts are posted the day before so you have a little time to think about it. I hadn’t thought to make something like that a feature on my blog, but I definitely think I’ll be participating much more often.
This week’s prompt is the word “like.” And so, here goes nothing…
…I liked you. I always liked you. I still like you on days when I don’t like myself and where my like life is going. I don’t like thinking of you every day and I definitely don’t like the dreams that come when I spend too long thinking about “what might have been.” We were friends, we were lovers, and now we’re nothing more than acquaintances–someone I used to know.
I could like you. Never as much as I liked her, but I could like you. She set the bar far too high and I’m afraid that I’ll never be able to like like that again. I like talking to you. I like hearing your stories and I like your face. I don’t like that we have the same name and that you’re younger than me. I don’t like dating younger. I don’t like dating long distance and I don’t like getting hurt–which is what I fear. I fear dying alone just a little bit more and so I’m willing to take the risk.
I like liking someone. I like making people happy; I like making you happy.
But, I like my career and I like putting it first. I like being a professional in a fast-paced environment. I like knowing that as long as I have my career, I’ll always have someone to like me. And as Lady Gaga said, “…Remember, your career will never wake up and tell you it doesn’t love you anymore.”