-1
The inverse.
I have fully understood just how crucial the number -1 is all around me. I know this may sound completely stupid, but I understand it. Everything is an inverse operation. We can take whatever in the world, 1, flip it around, 1/whatever, whatever -1. We can come up with anything just by flipping. And that really is something amazing.
A lot of stuff flipped this weekend, causing major disorder in my usually ordered brain. Then again, the time is ticking and I don't want to waste my energy on unimportant things since there's more crucial things waiting to be thought-through (ok I'll control the alliteration next time). This can be said very easily, but what's important right now is harder to define. Not hurting someone's feelings? Not hurting your own? Taking care of others or taking care of yourself? Etc etc, you can elaborate on the questions as much as you'd like, they won't ever end.
Once again, I am scribbling on a piece of paper all the things I have to do / say, and the way I have to say them. If there is one thing I hate, it's improvising when someone else's feelings are at risk. On the other hand, why should I take the time to prepare if I know how it's going to end anyway? He'll get hurt. I'll be hurt because he's hurt - wish I could roll my eyes at someone right now - and then... awkward moments await us for the next month. All that's left to say is - he's an idiot for asking.
Finally, there's the choice - thinking about tomorrow or having fun today. Or maybe the two, simultaneously.
A lot of questions, no answers and no energy left for sorting it out. That's how it looks at the moment.
But I guess it can't really be as bad as I'm making it sound.
I have fully understood just how crucial the number -1 is all around me. I know this may sound completely stupid, but I understand it. Everything is an inverse operation. We can take whatever in the world, 1, flip it around, 1/whatever, whatever -1. We can come up with anything just by flipping. And that really is something amazing.
A lot of stuff flipped this weekend, causing major disorder in my usually ordered brain. Then again, the time is ticking and I don't want to waste my energy on unimportant things since there's more crucial things waiting to be thought-through (ok I'll control the alliteration next time). This can be said very easily, but what's important right now is harder to define. Not hurting someone's feelings? Not hurting your own? Taking care of others or taking care of yourself? Etc etc, you can elaborate on the questions as much as you'd like, they won't ever end.
Once again, I am scribbling on a piece of paper all the things I have to do / say, and the way I have to say them. If there is one thing I hate, it's improvising when someone else's feelings are at risk. On the other hand, why should I take the time to prepare if I know how it's going to end anyway? He'll get hurt. I'll be hurt because he's hurt - wish I could roll my eyes at someone right now - and then... awkward moments await us for the next month. All that's left to say is - he's an idiot for asking.
Finally, there's the choice - thinking about tomorrow or having fun today. Or maybe the two, simultaneously.
A lot of questions, no answers and no energy left for sorting it out. That's how it looks at the moment.
But I guess it can't really be as bad as I'm making it sound.