Unconventional Pillow Talk

Most couples enjoy that pillow talk at night. You know when you are laying in bed either going to bed or waking up. Usually pillow talk is over the day, the workplace, family, friends, news, etc. It really can be over anything. It’s just a chance for couples to become closer. in most cases, pillow talk time is when you have your most intimate conversations.

However, I have a different kind of pillow talk with my friend. Normal couples talk in person. But my boyfriend and I have our pillow talk is over the phone. For two reasons that is. We are long distance and our work schedules only allow us to talk at certain times.
Of course we text all day long. I work during the day and he works evening. It all starts with a good morning text and ends with s sleep well conversation. Our “pillow talk” may be unconventional, but it works for us. Just when I wish I had that traditional relationship, I know we have a unique circumstance. Our long distance relationship allows us to be stronger.

Day by day, it gets harder. There have been a number of times when I’ve wanted to give up. I was unwilling to put in the time and effort because it was getting harder to cope with being in different states. The more you get to know a person, the more you want to be in the presence of that person. Although we may not see each other too often, we have to compensate for that time.

While I’d rather have in person more intimate conversations, I’ll have to settle with the less typical type of pillow talk.

~Am I N_My_Write_Mind?

I Cheated On Writing With Music

Over the years, I’ve come to develop a second love. Yes. You’ve guessed it… Music. I listen to all genres. From R&B to Alternative, I can relate. Some call me weird or question why I would even listen to anything other R&B or Rap? My answer: Don’t knock it til you try it.”

Although, I’ve fallen in love with writing and I’m truely committed to the art of words, I have soft spot for music. Writing allows me to put my thoughts on paper. No one can take my thoughts away from me. I love the rush when I’m able to effectively use word play while conveying my point to others. Writing is not only a stress reliever, it’s a hobby and and art.

Music on the other hand is someone else’s thoughts. It’s my way of relating. I may hear a song on the radio or online and say “How ironic that I’m feeling this way right now.” There’s that other perk of music. Yep, that’s it. The words along with those instruments. The art of flowing words with the right instruments and beats makes me smile.

Everyone knows my first love is writing. I have over 100 notebooks with my thoughts, poetry and short stories. In my purse, I keep a journal for just in case. I never know when I’ll have an  “Ah ha!” moment and need to write it down. On the other hand, I have countless cd’s. This isn’t even counting the iTunes purchases. I had to purchase an external drive to store my music. Good thing, music isn’t on records anymore.

Who said you couldn’t be in love with two things at once? I think of it as me cheating on writing with music. I’m bobbing my head and singing along to a 90’s R&B compilation while I’m typing out the words. Oh the joy of combining my two loves!

~Am I N_My_Write_MInd?

Regulated Pastime

My boss and I were in a conversation regarding a work related matter. At the end of the conversation he says, “Hey, make sure you watch what you post on Facebook and Twitter.” I thought he was jokingly saying it because I’m on Twitter at work. At the time, I just brushed it off and said ok.

After I thought about it for a while, I thought “Geesh! I don’t even log into my Facebook. However, I am on Twitter all day.” But I don’t think I had ever posted anything tremendously wrong. Almost twenty minutes later, the director calls me in her office. “Oh my goodness. What have I done?”

She sits me down and says she just wants to talk about why I feel some kinda way about my job. She mentions that there were some comments made on Twitter where they sensed that I was unhappy about my job. They wanted to remind me that I shouldn’t post any negative remarks about the company.

At this point my wheels are spinning. I’ve never posted anything that was directed to the company I work for. Not once have I mentioned the company by name, or anyone that I work with by name. I do believe in confidentiality. Sure I have posted comments where I’ve let out my frustration. What job doesn’t have stressful or frustrating moments? I’ve posted comments like “This lady is getting on my nerves”, “I don’t get paid enough do deal with this stress”, “I think I’m going to start searching for another job”. You get the point. These are not incriminating remarks. These are merely my thoughts for the moment.

My second thought was why in the world are you searching through social media? I try to keep my work life and personal life separate. I only talk to less than a handful of people outside of work. My conclusion on this one? You go searching for trouble, you’ll find it.” The company’s conclusion: “You are a leader of this company. There are some things you just should do or say.”

Wait a minute…. I thought this was MY personal pastime. The company I work for may be a part of social media and have their own pages. But, I would not be a part of those pages. Nor would I ever comment to show any affiliation.

I should be able to write, talk and post what I want. My thoughts are not a reflection of the company. My job performance is not hindered or altered in any way. My Facebook, Twitter and blogs are a part of me. I thought about deleting all of my social media pages.  I thought about it long and hard. At the end of the day, what I do or say outside of the company is my pastime. There should not be a deep investigation or any type of regulation. In that case, it wouldn’t be MY pastime. My personal life should not be monitored, regulated, controlled or limited by my professional life.

~Am I N_My_Write_Mind?

Indirect Reponse

Social networking has become a routine in almost everyone’s daily schedule. First there was Black Planet, then MySpace and Facebook. Now the most popular is Twitter.

I can only speak for myself but I start my day with a “Good Morning” tweet and ends most of the time with a “Good Night”.  Most of the time, tweeting can be a list of what I’m doing. Or even a simple thought I have. I follow people because I’m curious to know what they are doing. I’ve even grown fond of inspirational tweets.
Even as I’m typing this blog, I stopped to check my timeline. It’s like an addiction. I can say what I want, when I want and get an immediate response from anyone.

The problem I have with Twitter is the need for people to comment indirectly to someone else’s tweets. More specifically, subtweeting.

When I tweet something, it’s my opinion or my thought. I’ve become a victim of this concept of subtweeting. I’ve noticed that certain people will post a response. However, they will not mention me in response to my tweet. Maybe it’s for the sake of avoiding twitter beef. Maybe it’s because they just want to get a response from their followers. Either way, something is being said indirectly about someone else.

Just when we think this social networking could eliminate drama, it brings more. My thoughts and actions belong to me. I own my tweets. Whether you agree, disagree or have additional remarks on what I tweet, then you should also mention me so others know where your thoughts about me or what I tweet originated.

~Am I N_My_Write_Mind?

Shacking Up vs. Becoming Closer

As I stated before in a previous posting, my boyfriend and I are currently in a long distance relationship. Although we have our moments when it becomes extremely hard, I believe we do our best in trying our best to make it work. We are continually restricted to weekends and holidays to spend time with each other. Even though we’ve been dating for a while, our next step would be engagement. However, he doesn’t think so.

In one of our random conversations, he says “When I move here, we will have to get a bigger place. A one bedroom is just not big enough.” Now as he said this I was thinking to myself, wait a minute. When were we going to move in with each other? We never agreed that we would move in together.

 Against my better judgement, I decided to entertain the idea of us moving in together. The idea just didn’t settle well with me. Of course I wanted us to be closer but I didn’t want us to be that close. Of all the couples I’ve known to move in with each other, I’ve only known one of them to actually work.

I’m pretty traditional when it comes to the steps toward a relationship.  Court, Date, Engagement, Marriage then Move-In. Even with moving in being the last of steps, I compromised my steps for him. If we were engaged then I wouldn’t mind us moving in. His only debating point was moving in together would only make our relationship better.

He began to debate my theory that moving into together just wouldn’t work. Moving in together with no immediate intention of getting married is simply called “shacking up”. He defined moving in as just the next step of making us stronger. Of course, I don’t agree with this point, so I tried to change the subject. Neither one of us were giving in and agreeing.

When I didn’t budge and agree for us to move it, he told me that I always thought  I was right.  It’s not that I think I’m always right, I just thought that the idea of us moving in together is not a good idea. Moving in together is a serious move. (A move we just aren’t ready for). My theory is if I’m good enough to move in with, then I should be good enough to marry. We would just be roommates with benefits.

~Am I N_My_Write_Mind?