What A World...Mostly Wonderful
Why do people act differently in and out of school? At times I notice this in others, and in myself. I mean it makes sense really… the whole idea of being social at school is kind of wack. To socialize in a mere 40 minutes, with a minimum of 10 conversations going on simultaneously, to speak meaningfully with someone in the halls, while at a run to the next class…it’s preposterous. You almost have to have a separate self for school and for out of school relationships, whether they are romantic or friendly. It’s cute in a way, the kind of rush to be real. To be genuine is essential… we all have to push the frenzy out of our minds and be with each other—really be there in the moment. I couldn’t live without weekends! For one thing I need the sleep, and also for the chance to be with people in the context of real life. Not that school isn’t part of life, it’s just a different world…
I find it interesting all the “friends” people have at school, people that after pushing aside the casual talks and greetings really are more like acquaintances. I feel sad almost when I realize that there is just not enough time to know everyone. And yet, the time that I do have, I am glad to spend it with those I feel close to, my friends through thick and thin, in sickness and in health.
I am a Taurus and with that comes a desire to have really close friends around me, and less acquaintances. I need to be real, in the moment, laughing, deep, exuberant, open, loving, curious, and quirky. I reach out to the people that I want to be right there with me… or me with them.
I don’t say it enough, but the people around me, the people I feel close to, the people I want to get closer to… I feel so fortunate, so warm, and so thrilled to be with you. I love every minute.
I'm even happy to have Freddy The Poltergeist, just stop taking my socks already!
posted by Integrity at 8:01 PM
3 Comments:
Oh my god, he comes to your house too?! That fiend! :D
When I'm at school, I'm very good at being in the now. Or at least that's how I perceive myself. That's also how I think of you. You come to school and your whole life comes with you along with all of you.
My pinkie nail is attached by some glue from a stick, some wax, and a cotton ball taped on my finger. Otherwise it would've been ripped off long ago. ;)
Oh good. I'm glad to come across that way. I think its great to be in the now. No one should snag too far ahead or behind the moment. Here is best.
What happened to your poor pinky nail?
Here is always best. Carpe diem.
I don't know. Every so often a nail will go bonkers and decide to leave the nest.
The cotton ball is now gone, and I think the glue is the only thing keeping the wax on.
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