Backtracking to Last Week...

Dec 04, 2007 18:48

Last Wednesday I had a very hipster-ific evening and meant to write a little about it. Here’s what I recall.

Topics discussed during conversation with Mom over pizza at Lanesplitter’s:
  • Issues with my current job and plans for finding a new one.
  • Anxiety that comes with identifying yourself in a new way and/or changing behaviors that are deeply ingrained.
  • The value of those friends around whom you feel like your authentic self.
  • The innate differences in content between conversations with men and with women.
  • Mental disorders being used as justification for being offensive/disrespectful (and how that’s, in my opinion, generally unacceptable).
  • Motherhood: the reasons for my current aversion to it, the toll it takes, and it being like launching missiles (once those mini-people are propelled in their trajectory, you don’t get much of a say in anything else that happens).
  • Being angry at your parents and being able to admit it to yourself. (Powerful if you really think about the weight of it)
  • Defining unconditional love and considering how unaccustomed people are to really receiving it. How often they misinterpret it or abuse it. (It’s honestly very sad how rarely people encounter the phenomenon.)

I love that I'm able to have deep, thoughtful conversations with my mom.  I generally don't think she and I are intellectually similar at all, but then we'll have a discussion like this one and I'll be blown away and left thinking "she is so definitely my mother...whoa!"

Later I met up with Mel for a movie at the Parkway. We intended to go see Michael Clayton, but apparently that’s playing at *the other* Parkway, so we watched Into the Wild instead. Not surprisingly, the movie just made me think of Jeremy (my uber-free spirited, non-conformist, highly moral and compassionate friend from college). He looks relatively similar to Emile Hirsch, but that had little to do with the comparison. It was more the life perspective of rejecting consumer principles, thirsting for adventure and beauty, and being secure enough to strike out on your own without letting apprehensions override the instinct. I have no real idea where J’s life will lead him, but I admire his character and find that I’m consistently inspired by him to leap into action instead of to think things to death (as is my way). There should be more people in the world with that kind of spirit. It’s infectious and beautiful in and of itself. (Love you, J!)

I’m off to the Starry Plough for an Open Mic Night and my friend Darcy’s Birthday. Should be good times. ;)
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