Nothing Doing

I heard a rumour that people from Maple Ridge don’t “blog” enough, so I thought I’d better post today since I haven’t done so since Monday. You know, it makes sense that we should be blogging every day because so much happens here in Maple Ridge. It’s just a hotbed of excitement.

Do you ever have times when you don’t feel anything? Emotions, I mean. Sometimes I do and it’s a bit disconcerting. As a, um, woman , I’m used to often feeling several things all at once. So I don’t like it when no strong feelings are being registered in my brain. Of course my dislike of not feeling isn’t very strong, because, of course, I can’t really feel. Annoying.

I've learned not to put much faith in my emotions anyways. I know that they’re fleeting; only a vague translation of what’s actually in my heart. Not that I think emotions come from my heart either - I know they come from my brain and hormones (those evil chemicals that try to control a person). What I’m trying to say is that emotions are meaningless. They don’t tell us anything about how we should act or even about what we really want.

So it’s actually good when I don’t feel anything. The world should seem clearer and I should be able to make rational decisions. It’s just a bit boring.