there are friends with whom there is an easy flow. even greater is a mutual respect.
it is like there is an agreement made to not take offence about things that could spell disaster with almost any other person, to see what it is that makes the other person unique and celebrate that.
i feel blessed for having had this, and even luckier for the time i get to spend with them.
there are wars that are lost as soon as you take part in the fight.
the battle of the sexes, is one that is still going on in the workplace, where gender can determine pay rate and conditions, where the glass ceiling is still often in effect, this is a battle for control, the right to control how businesses run based on merit rather than chromosomes.
when it comes to interpersonal relationship, to join the battle is to lose. the object of both parties should be to provide pleasure for the other and bask in it together, if it becomes a question of control then the opportunity for shared joy almost completely disappears.
when i think back on my life as a thing, mostly it comes in a series of fragments, different people, different times, different places. it is as if through variety i have been several different people.
when i take a breath and let my thought slow down, i see the constant that runs through the different experiences, everything feels more connected, one long ribbon.
it is when my mind is quiet that i am reminded of childhood when i was only known by my nickname.
for people who understand that language of fashion, it is not a big stretch for them to garner a reasonable sketch of somebody’s personality from the way they choose to clothe themselves.
particularly mens fashion, where an item worn in a certain way is almost certainly some kind of tribute to an icon from the past, or a movie from one’s youth.
when two adepts are talking about the clothes that make up their lives, every mention of a brand or a style is a deep confession.
blame it on ‘uncle’ bob marley, but every time the sun is shining i feel like dancing. suddenly i find myself with songs running through my head and my steps are a little lighter.
when the weather is even sweeter i may even break into song without realizing it, only stopped when i notice people looking at me.
i have spent too many summers out in the country.