The difference
Jul. 16th, 2004 11:53 amSo I was pausing for a moment this morning at my desk, and thinking about "life, the universe and everything". You know, watching my mind toss all it's various thoughts around, like watching your clothes tumble in the drier at the laundromat. Things would float by and I would note my reactions to them.
I thought about Melanie, and smiled at how great being in love feels, and how subtle it's treasures are.
I thought about hugging Lorelei goodbye at school this morning, and Storm's wide eyes as she walked into the cafeteria for the first time today, and smiled at how deep and endless my love for my kids is, and how wonderful that is.
I thought about friends lost, and felt sadness.
I thought about relationships in general, and felt a strange mix of hope and melancholy.
I thought about money and worried.
I thought about the mountains, and the woods, and felt very lucky.
I thought about the wind, and I swear I felt it on my face. It smelled like rain.
I thought about the smell of the ocean, and the sound of waves on my kayak, and felt a longing.
I thought about growing old, and felt calm.
I thought about living, and felt I belonged here, as flawed as I am.
I realized I had all these feelings at once. I closed my eyes for a moment... I could pick out feelings and listen to them individually, like notes in a symphony. I asked myself, what notes should I remove? Where should I make gaps in the music? Where should I leave holes in the melody, because I want to cut out the darker parts? I decided I liked the symphony like it was. These moments, they are all mine, and I want to experience them all. What a wonderful life this is.
I thought about Melanie, and smiled at how great being in love feels, and how subtle it's treasures are.
I thought about hugging Lorelei goodbye at school this morning, and Storm's wide eyes as she walked into the cafeteria for the first time today, and smiled at how deep and endless my love for my kids is, and how wonderful that is.
I thought about friends lost, and felt sadness.
I thought about relationships in general, and felt a strange mix of hope and melancholy.
I thought about money and worried.
I thought about the mountains, and the woods, and felt very lucky.
I thought about the wind, and I swear I felt it on my face. It smelled like rain.
I thought about the smell of the ocean, and the sound of waves on my kayak, and felt a longing.
I thought about growing old, and felt calm.
I thought about living, and felt I belonged here, as flawed as I am.
I realized I had all these feelings at once. I closed my eyes for a moment... I could pick out feelings and listen to them individually, like notes in a symphony. I asked myself, what notes should I remove? Where should I make gaps in the music? Where should I leave holes in the melody, because I want to cut out the darker parts? I decided I liked the symphony like it was. These moments, they are all mine, and I want to experience them all. What a wonderful life this is.
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on 2004-07-16 09:32 am (UTC)I think it's significant that money is the only thought that elicited a negative emotional response. I think that speaks to maybe how we as people should prioritize what makes us happy. Putting money too high makes worry too big a part of our lives.
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on 2004-07-16 10:46 am (UTC)no subject
on 2004-07-16 12:03 pm (UTC)And yeah, I missed that other one. Interesting.
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on 2004-07-17 09:14 pm (UTC)Havent written to you before now as I just came across your web page and I have to say that I really like the art you have posted. I have passed your web address on to friends of mine that are very good artist as well
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on 2004-07-16 10:20 am (UTC)love you, honey. i'm glad you got your life back.
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on 2004-07-16 10:57 am (UTC)I'm delighted!
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on 2004-07-16 07:14 pm (UTC)it'll increase my street cred and everyone will know me for the hardcore pimp that i am.
see, i'm putting you out on my street corner.
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on 2004-07-16 07:17 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2004-07-16 07:27 pm (UTC)so, i'm thinking thigh high boots, ones that need a sharpie touch up like in pretty woman.
a miniskirt, complete with balls hanging out of and one of those stupidly ugly hankercheif tops that ties in the back.
and don't shave.
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