Are we sensing a theme here?
Feb. 12th, 2007 08:12 amI have been chatting with this really nice, sweet and hot guy from Tacoma who is in a very unhappy relationship. I established immediately that while I enjoy chatting with him, and am really enjoying our budding friendship, I will not be "Going there" with him. Unhappiness of the sort he is involved in is like crabs: infectious and really, really itchy and uncomfortable.
He asks my view on such things as relationships andmonotony monogomy via email. We have great conversations. This morning, he sent me an email about sitting with some of my views and finding truth in them for himself.
I wrote a reply on the bus, and really liked it.. Plus I know some people who I think could benefit from hearing MY opinion on this.
Cuz it's all about me.
The reply:
The Bug is wise. The Bug is good. Listen to the Bug.
Seriously, this is how we learn life's lessons: through pain and moments of profound "Oopsies." We have to go through these painful births of moments of epiphany to learn, to think new ideas. Then we apply those lessons to the future. Wisdom is nothing more that the incorporation of epiphanies into everyday life.
I have an added motivation to accomplish this incorporation. I don't know if you read it on my website, but I have Multiple Sclerosis. Having a fatal disease is like having a sledge hammer with which to apply life lessons. I don't have time for a dress rehersal. I can't practice making the same mistake over and over again to deeply understand every nuance of a shitty idea. I'm in a war, and in the arena of life's lessons, I don't have time for poetry. I've only got time for crisp communiques and spelling and the politess of grammar be damned. With me, it's crude, it's rough, but it's effective.
So yeah, my way leaves me flayed open and vunerable for hurt feelings sometimes. But hell, the benefit is that I get to experience as much of the good things in the time I have as humanly possible.
I'll take that trade.
My mantra:
When I look around
I think "This? This is good enough"
And I try to laugh
At whatever life brings
Cuz when I look down
I just miss all the good stuff
When I look up
I just trip over things.
--Ani Difranco
Get yourself some happy, M***. It can be expensive, but it's worth the price.
He asks my view on such things as relationships and
I wrote a reply on the bus, and really liked it.. Plus I know some people who I think could benefit from hearing MY opinion on this.
Cuz it's all about me.
The reply:
The Bug is wise. The Bug is good. Listen to the Bug.
Seriously, this is how we learn life's lessons: through pain and moments of profound "Oopsies." We have to go through these painful births of moments of epiphany to learn, to think new ideas. Then we apply those lessons to the future. Wisdom is nothing more that the incorporation of epiphanies into everyday life.
I have an added motivation to accomplish this incorporation. I don't know if you read it on my website, but I have Multiple Sclerosis. Having a fatal disease is like having a sledge hammer with which to apply life lessons. I don't have time for a dress rehersal. I can't practice making the same mistake over and over again to deeply understand every nuance of a shitty idea. I'm in a war, and in the arena of life's lessons, I don't have time for poetry. I've only got time for crisp communiques and spelling and the politess of grammar be damned. With me, it's crude, it's rough, but it's effective.
So yeah, my way leaves me flayed open and vunerable for hurt feelings sometimes. But hell, the benefit is that I get to experience as much of the good things in the time I have as humanly possible.
I'll take that trade.
My mantra:
When I look around
I think "This? This is good enough"
And I try to laugh
At whatever life brings
Cuz when I look down
I just miss all the good stuff
When I look up
I just trip over things.
--Ani Difranco
Get yourself some happy, M***. It can be expensive, but it's worth the price.