Steady lang
Because I am in a weird, uncertain place at the moment, I am grasping gratefully at those that have proven to be reliable, honest and true.
I breezily commented yesterday that it’s so hard to be attached to people. I said that in reference to those who reveal themselves as fair-weathered turncoats.
But otherwise, I am glad for people with whom I have relationships with, those that I am certainly happy to be connected to.
I responded to an email thread with this. It speaks a lot, I realize, of where I am now. (Thus the very vocal statements.)
"Failure is not an option"-I believe most of us feel this. To an extent most of us are the sigurista, perfectionist type. We're brave people but we hate thinking about the risk of failure. We're all very proud of our (singular and cumulative) successes. But uncertainty can really cripple us, I know that I've stood still out of fear far too many times. That's why I always admire the times when someone takes that big giant leap into the unknown in the faith and hope that it will be for the better, whether it be about a relationship, a career change, an entire lifestyle change.
And while things are indeed changing with the crew (marriage, babies, migrations...), I know that there are some things that still stay the same. I just commented to Armand that funny to think that we're now in our late 20s (nearing the 30s for a lot of us), but we're still cracking the same jokes, enjoying being silly with each other-it's what keeps me sane, knowing that despite all the *serious* decisions we need to make, there's still a bunch of us that allows me to just let me be: sometimes a little unsure about stuff, sometimes a little off-center about things, sometimes a little crazy for the rest of the world.
This is what three days of rest does to the mind. I get to put things into perspective, see things more clearly, and swallow some of reality’s bitter pills. And at the end I’m all better because of it.
I breezily commented yesterday that it’s so hard to be attached to people. I said that in reference to those who reveal themselves as fair-weathered turncoats.
But otherwise, I am glad for people with whom I have relationships with, those that I am certainly happy to be connected to.
I responded to an email thread with this. It speaks a lot, I realize, of where I am now. (Thus the very vocal statements.)
"Failure is not an option"-I believe most of us feel this. To an extent most of us are the sigurista, perfectionist type. We're brave people but we hate thinking about the risk of failure. We're all very proud of our (singular and cumulative) successes. But uncertainty can really cripple us, I know that I've stood still out of fear far too many times. That's why I always admire the times when someone takes that big giant leap into the unknown in the faith and hope that it will be for the better, whether it be about a relationship, a career change, an entire lifestyle change.
And while things are indeed changing with the crew (marriage, babies, migrations...), I know that there are some things that still stay the same. I just commented to Armand that funny to think that we're now in our late 20s (nearing the 30s for a lot of us), but we're still cracking the same jokes, enjoying being silly with each other-it's what keeps me sane, knowing that despite all the *serious* decisions we need to make, there's still a bunch of us that allows me to just let me be: sometimes a little unsure about stuff, sometimes a little off-center about things, sometimes a little crazy for the rest of the world.
This is what three days of rest does to the mind. I get to put things into perspective, see things more clearly, and swallow some of reality’s bitter pills. And at the end I’m all better because of it.