today i was over in the board room plotting the artwork for the walls, and it dawned on me... isn't it amusing that it's called a board room, because like really... it's just like "bored room".
i heard someone say today "you can't go around grief, you have to go thru it". unfortunately its true, grief is part of the experience. although, its like a badge of honour.
being on-time for work always puts me in a good mood. i had such an enjoyable day and for no particular reason. it was just a regular day, but i'm feeling mentally healthy. well-balance. free.
this afternoon i had a cookie with a cup of tea. i don't enjoy a mid-afternoon cookie without my orange pekoe. over christmas at joy's we were eating squares, but i waited for my tea to steep. joy asked me what i was waiting for and i explained i didn't want them separately. she rolled her eyes and said "you're your father's daughter". i didn't realize, but he's the exact same way. i'm always intrigued by the "nature-nurture" debate. my dad left home when i was 10, and don't fully remember what it was like living with him. i'm always blown away when people remark on how much i'm like him, because it's not from loads of quality time. i'm actually a lot like my mom too. joy and i are both equally like both parents, but we're the exact opposite parts. we're like two pie's that have been split and swapped or something. i don't know if that makes any sense. when i was at joy + tim's the other week, we were talking and tim said "you know, you two are more alike than you think", i told him "that makes sense, we're cut from the same cloth".
i'm intrigued by human nature. we all know that people lie, and yet it never occurs to us that people lie to us. its kind of annoying when you believe what a person says meanwhile they've deceived you. i wish people wouldn't lie. i wish i wouldn't lie. i suppose a good start is to not do things you have to cover up by lying. i feel kind of weird to admitting to lying on pspd, but everyone does it (or has at some point) and i'm no exception. if you say you don't... you're lying!
back in a time when my voice only traveled as far as i could shout.
3 comments:
hahaha! are you calling me fat?
liar! :)
i agree. i think we want to believe people don't lie to us, even if we logically know that they do, because we want to believe that people are good.
and we want to believe that we only do bad things when they are justifiable (and therefore not bad).
i don't know if its that we want to believe people are good, so much as we think we're the exception. we think people just won't lie to US.
sometimes it hurts and i can't breathe.
sometimes i just need a good nights sleep and to see the light of a new day :)
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