Since summer decided to finally show off, I wandered in the streets in neighborhoods I've never crossed, thus getting kinda lost and ending in a 6 miles walk under heat and steep. I was toast, and I finally had a wonderful sleep. Having this cute blonde girl robbing me of my bank account number for a charity helps to fall asleep too. A my old fantasies are hard to kill.
Anyway, walk may make you happy, or dizzy, or angry (it was an angry walk most of the time because of too much cute girls outside and, well, it's rubbing wounds) but it will always exhausts you smoothly. Nature free workout.
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Monday, April 22, 2013
Talking to myself, no, virtual conversations, all the time
I never was able to speak, communicate. Hence an overwhelming capacity to exploit any alone time to have virtual conversations. In the bathroom, sometimes I wonder if the acoustics and the air pipes might not diffuse my mumbling to other rooms, anyway, toilets too, in my bedroom before falling asleep. Actually since I'm growing tired of bringing the same subjects over and over to my pillow, I might try writing it down for a change, hence this post.
It can be nested, sometimes I'm imagining a discussion with a friend~ about a subject when the self-talk drive suddenly disappear and for a second I'm caught realizing I was having yet another self-discussion. Half ashamed, I'm now imagining what I'd say to someone witnessing me in the act. Again and again.
I also notice, not hard since it's so often, that I like to explain things to virtual others. I like to think that I understand the world in detail with my own theories and I need to teach others and show them how easy and inspiring the world is when you finally click. Lowering the cost of life for them. Funny.
I just googled a bit about people talking to themselves, let's see how it goes. I'm not sure if people are talking about the same thing, I'm not talking to myself, as reflecting, it's more of an outlet. Often like a delayed discussion I can't have anymore (too late) or don't have the courage to have.
It can be nested, sometimes I'm imagining a discussion with a friend~ about a subject when the self-talk drive suddenly disappear and for a second I'm caught realizing I was having yet another self-discussion. Half ashamed, I'm now imagining what I'd say to someone witnessing me in the act. Again and again.
I also notice, not hard since it's so often, that I like to explain things to virtual others. I like to think that I understand the world in detail with my own theories and I need to teach others and show them how easy and inspiring the world is when you finally click. Lowering the cost of life for them. Funny.
I just googled a bit about people talking to themselves, let's see how it goes. I'm not sure if people are talking about the same thing, I'm not talking to myself, as reflecting, it's more of an outlet. Often like a delayed discussion I can't have anymore (too late) or don't have the courage to have.
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