Some days I just hate people. Lately I’ve had a few. Like, not the ones I already know and like (ish) but the general masses of unknown people you meet, say, going to the supermarket. This is a cynical statement and an entirely drawn conclusion (that people suck) due to the mood I’m finding myself in. But it really does make me (I’d say on the brink of tearing up but that’d be wrong ’cause I actually did tear up at one particular point) that much happier when I do meet someone I immediately fall just a little bit in love with. Those tiny love-affairs you sometimes have with strangers? For instance that dance you do with a stranger when both of you lean the same way as you’re passing each other. Like a tiny little romance. Embarrassed laugh, blushing (‘least in my end), wave of warmth rushing through your body.. it’s like a ten second love affair.
Yes. I feed off of them and try squeeze them to the last drop. I turn. I am a turner. After a while, I turn, you know.? To get that one in a million last smile if they turn as well. Now, that’s a connection. That’s a feeling you’ll carry with you for the rest of the day.
Some things I do love unconditionally are lighting candles with no homes. Just randomly (not very safely) around the living room.
Watching Botched. Where people do stuff like this to their lips.
Makes me feel down to earth. Wholesome. Saint-like.
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Never having to wear makeup to work.. Big one.
Anyways. I continue being bored. Gone to three shockwave therapy sessions for my Medial tibial stress syndrom (!! getting technical). Which is exactly what it sounds like. Shocking. But necessary and done highly motivated. Very exciting. And makes for the most human interaction I’ve had sober in weeks. So that’s good. Getting out of the house. Hopefully this will get my shins to heal themselves and I’ll be out there chasing medals any day now. Uncomfortable, though?! Feels so wrong. Right on the inflamed bones there?! The rest is like a hard massage and can be quite pleasant. Been swollen and blue and green and purple and yellow and sore feeling completely botched for weeks. Jeez..
What else.. Besides wasting away my life in these sweats every day..
The other one’s home later today. Good news. Aaaaand I booked tickets for the theater on Tuesday! I LOVE (!!!!!!) the theater and would go way more often if it hadn’t been so expensive.. All about priorities though I guess. Very amped when I do decide to go though. Which is nice.
We’re seeing Hedda Gabler by Ibsen and I’m ready for some complexity involving love, life and lust with a strong woman in the middle.
Well, this was very insightful and not very useful. But that’s life isn’t it. Boring with a few flowers worth smelling in the midst. Trick is seeing them.
Fully appreciate the blog…….very informative, (know better now than to say ‘I know where you are coming from’), but the last three sentences……..WOW!
Peter <3 <3
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“I continue being bored.”
“..obviously we live on different planets”
Maybe a message from another planet will entertain you? 🙂
“This planet is out of Solar System. It’s huge. It has water and life. And also it has… happiness.” 🙂
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-YE9a83vEWk
(teaser)
https://sovietmoviesonline.com/drama/530-ya-tozhe-hochu.html
(full movie with english subs)
Now here is a thought….Hedda Gabler and Heathcliff (from Wuthering Heights) as a couple!??
(Hope you enjoyed the trip to the theatre Viktoria).
Peter <3 <3
viktoria,
why are you feeding/wasting your existing beautiful analytic mind with that daily explanation of mostly gossip ???
i think thats a nihilistic manifestation, i mean melancholy is the knowledge of the real beauty one’s and there lies may one deeper key but…just for that
don’t get me wrong. i think in a specific way that we all are already in decade of nihilism, i won’t explain that cause i will/not stimulate you for more categorising “advising people” 😉 … but i think the only change you should do is changing your object of interest…why ? cause you can !
i mean real good things starts with categorising the right, the true, the real things …ask aristoteles !
so that’s my criticism; reason of reflecting the habbit of the rabbit, when it hits !!!
so i say it again: you SHOULD study !!!
that’s my advise; reason of being pissed when mis-adressed
now its your turn…
the red pill
… go further… why type, not token.. which is the premise … why is it recognizable as what it is ?…what is the evidence of identity when it only can be one?… what is evidence ? is there a deeper episteme of evidence ?
the blue pill
…he’s a narcisstic asshole which trolls me for what i am/do, i know that idiots so well, its sooo boring…
https://www.uio.no/english/studies/courses/social-sciences/psykologi/
https://www.uio.no/english/studies/courses/humanities/ifikk/
PS: it would be my sicerely pleasure to argue with you about ideas, not about people ! 🙂
greetings
mark
Haha, red pill/blue pill.. I smiled.
thats something ! 😀