Tidbits From My Brain
Dec. 26th, 2005 10:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mlerulesAll of a sudden I start to think of thousands of things, too many to possibly keep track of all at once. So I must prioritize. What needs does Nesting satisfy? What counter Needs exist? Feeling like needing to take time for myself. Agoraphobia’s scary. Sometimes I worry that I may get it. Catch it? Is it contagious / transferable? Can I be? Contagions of thought can be delightful. Or scary (think Ianesco’s “Rhinoceros”). I want to only be (spread) the good kind of thoughts…although really, I’d rather trigger thoughts and stir pots then live forever only in and on potboilers.
Trying to figure out my next phase. Actions speak louder than words. Lack of actions, though, what do they portend? Um, dang – this ain’t right or proper or allowed: must renounce all expectations, must be happy w/what I have (w/out concern for what I have not). Damn. I do love a challenge. So I challenged myself – slapped myself silly (internally) – and succeeded in acting (and feeling) like a grown-up rather than a spoiled child. Phew! Difficult, but pleased to have arrived in the proper place (where I am).
I find it fascinating spending time w/kids. [An aside: How long is one considered a kid? In California, you’re not Of Majority ‘til you’re 18. And drinking’s out ‘til 21.] Perhaps an arbitrary cut-off, but one’s needed. Seeing them absorb so much, so fast. Seeing them grow up. There’s nothing quite as amazing. (Yup, I live vicariously. If Helen Keller can do it, so can I.)
Periodic Attention Sponge (as opposed to Chronic Attention Sponge). Sounds…well, hmm, maybe I’m not going there. Where am I going, you might ask?
Enjoy turning kids onto movies and books and authors. Well, I enjoy this w/all folks, but the enthusiasm of kids kicks serious butt.
Just watched The Muppet Movie. One of the best movies ever. (The 1st DVD I ever owned.) Will now sleep...
Trying to figure out my next phase. Actions speak louder than words. Lack of actions, though, what do they portend? Um, dang – this ain’t right or proper or allowed: must renounce all expectations, must be happy w/what I have (w/out concern for what I have not). Damn. I do love a challenge. So I challenged myself – slapped myself silly (internally) – and succeeded in acting (and feeling) like a grown-up rather than a spoiled child. Phew! Difficult, but pleased to have arrived in the proper place (where I am).
I find it fascinating spending time w/kids. [An aside: How long is one considered a kid? In California, you’re not Of Majority ‘til you’re 18. And drinking’s out ‘til 21.] Perhaps an arbitrary cut-off, but one’s needed. Seeing them absorb so much, so fast. Seeing them grow up. There’s nothing quite as amazing. (Yup, I live vicariously. If Helen Keller can do it, so can I.)
Periodic Attention Sponge (as opposed to Chronic Attention Sponge). Sounds…well, hmm, maybe I’m not going there. Where am I going, you might ask?
Enjoy turning kids onto movies and books and authors. Well, I enjoy this w/all folks, but the enthusiasm of kids kicks serious butt.
Just watched The Muppet Movie. One of the best movies ever. (The 1st DVD I ever owned.) Will now sleep...
