Kitty cat jam
I don't know if I believe in reincarnation or not, but I always thought that if I had other lives, for sure in one of them I was a cat.
Right now I think I am like a cat, in some ways.
I love cats, probably because I feel they're so like me, even if my experience with them taught me that they are much more sensitive and lovely.
Many say that cats are egoist creatures... in a way they are.
They don't have prolems to let you know if they like you or not, but if they need, they accept to be fed by you.
I think this is one of my major "features". I don't smile to people I don't like and quite often I tell clearly that I don't like them, but if I need them, I use them. Maybe this thing makes me an honest person, at least.
I think that I work the same in love and friendship.
I'm generous and I'm always there for those who I call "friends", but I'm aware that those "friends" make it in my entourage because in some way I need them.
This probably makes the difference between the ones I "love" and the ones I don't: it's the fact that I like them.
People come and go, and friends too. I was thinking about it some days ago and realized that I really never suffered for that. I consider it a natural part of life. I'm so good to detach from separations that they pass over me without almost touching me.
I think I'm really adaptable. So cats are. They love humans they share their life with, but if, for whatever reason, those humans aren't there anymore at some point, they move forward and find another way to make their day, alone or with other humans.
I just can't really say in this moment, instead, if I'm really able to love someone.
I found myself asking if the word "love" is the same as the word "need" to me, or isn't.
The fact is that when I get bored with someone, my love and affection decrease at a surprisingly high speed.
When do I get bored?
Usually when goals, thoughts and behaviours begin to diverge largely from the other's.
I can't say "You have changed but I still love you". It's more like "You have changed and so you are not able to fit in my life still".
Usually this process takes a long time to come to an end and I often realize that I give sly signs of it.
It's not because I don't want to be clear, probably it's because I don't understand this mechanism in a short time. When I do usually the relationship has turn to something colder and is not as closed as it was before anymore.
It all sounds so cinical, I know.
Usually I'm not that cinic.
This course of thougths made me wonder if, in general, love is just as this, for everyone.
The high number of divorces seem to speak clearly: two persons don't like each other anymore, they don't need each other anymore, they separate.
The truth is, probably, that I so prefer myself alone that I let others enter only partially my world, and those who affect it negatively are shut out.
Sometimes this makes me slightly sad, most of the times it makes me only think.
Now I'm just thinking.
Right now I think I am like a cat, in some ways.
I love cats, probably because I feel they're so like me, even if my experience with them taught me that they are much more sensitive and lovely.
Many say that cats are egoist creatures... in a way they are.
They don't have prolems to let you know if they like you or not, but if they need, they accept to be fed by you.
I think this is one of my major "features". I don't smile to people I don't like and quite often I tell clearly that I don't like them, but if I need them, I use them. Maybe this thing makes me an honest person, at least.
I think that I work the same in love and friendship.
I'm generous and I'm always there for those who I call "friends", but I'm aware that those "friends" make it in my entourage because in some way I need them.
This probably makes the difference between the ones I "love" and the ones I don't: it's the fact that I like them.
People come and go, and friends too. I was thinking about it some days ago and realized that I really never suffered for that. I consider it a natural part of life. I'm so good to detach from separations that they pass over me without almost touching me.
I think I'm really adaptable. So cats are. They love humans they share their life with, but if, for whatever reason, those humans aren't there anymore at some point, they move forward and find another way to make their day, alone or with other humans.
I just can't really say in this moment, instead, if I'm really able to love someone.
I found myself asking if the word "love" is the same as the word "need" to me, or isn't.
The fact is that when I get bored with someone, my love and affection decrease at a surprisingly high speed.
When do I get bored?
Usually when goals, thoughts and behaviours begin to diverge largely from the other's.
I can't say "You have changed but I still love you". It's more like "You have changed and so you are not able to fit in my life still".
Usually this process takes a long time to come to an end and I often realize that I give sly signs of it.
It's not because I don't want to be clear, probably it's because I don't understand this mechanism in a short time. When I do usually the relationship has turn to something colder and is not as closed as it was before anymore.
It all sounds so cinical, I know.
Usually I'm not that cinic.
This course of thougths made me wonder if, in general, love is just as this, for everyone.
The high number of divorces seem to speak clearly: two persons don't like each other anymore, they don't need each other anymore, they separate.
The truth is, probably, that I so prefer myself alone that I let others enter only partially my world, and those who affect it negatively are shut out.
Sometimes this makes me slightly sad, most of the times it makes me only think.
Now I'm just thinking.