1. What would be the first thing you’d do in this very moment if anything was possible?
2. What would be the last thing you did if the world ended tomorrow?
3. What would you say if I woke you up in the middle of the night and told you that I want to make love to you?
4. If someone you never met came and asked for your help how would you react?
I don’t understand men. At all. Just as they don’t understand women.
Most men when they are in a relationship they want out. Of course when that happens they want in. That is when the whining starts. They start telling their friends what a great person she is, how they miss her and how they want her back. Let’s say that happens, they get her back. Then, they want out again! What?!? Why?? I have no clue.
I am truly curious if I will ever find a man who is happy to be in a relationship, who will not want to break up after 6-8 months, who will be satisfied and happy.
If any of you know such a person tell me, PLEASE. I will suppliment this post when that happens.
It’s upsetting to think that our world can’t be perfect without a special someone in it. Why does it have to be so?
Most of us have a nice life, a nice job, a nice family and so on but if we don’t have that, the special one, too we feel lonely, insecure, miserable. I know that is how humans are but can’t we just be happy without that? Can’t we be satisfied with what life gave us. Oh, and when we do get the special someone then we start finding flaws: “I hate it when he does that!; His feet smell.; he’s chubby/fat; he’s skinny, too skinny.” etc.
So, we are never satisfied. Hmm… that’s not a good thing is it now? I have never met a single person in this world who’d be satisfied. If he’s poor he wants money, if he’s rich he wants more, if she is in a relationship she wants the other guy who doesn’t pick his nose or farts in her presence, if she is single she wants someone, even the guy who picks his nose, if she gets the handsome guy, he’s boring, if she doesn’t get him she’s angry or starts looking for sth to draw his attention, if she has a son she wants a daughter, if she gets the daughter she wanted her to be curly or blonde with big green eyes. LOL!
Yeah, that’s us, the human race. Never satisfied always looking for more, always wanting more.
Let’s just STOP!
How would that be? You could actually see the beauty around you, see that the guy who picks his nose is the kindest man you met, see that the daughter you have, which does not have green eyes and blonde hair, is the prettiest kid you saw, you’ll see you don’t need a lot of money, just enough to survive. And you will be happier, content and peaceful.
Or will you…?
M-arunc de pe bloc,
Mi-e teama sa nu cad in cot
si sa mi-l disloc…
Ma doare in cot !
Lasa, ca ma fac eu mare,
Si o sa va calc pe toti in picioare…
I wonder how many of us want to be better or think they need to be better. I am one of those who do believe that. I need to believe that. I think of that as the reason that keeps me going on. Does believing this make you a better person? No. Action on the other hand does.
Dreams. We all have them, don’t we? We ll say “oh! I wish all my dreams would come true”. The problem with dreams is that, most of them, when they come true they sort of backfire. I mean yeah, you want loads of money, and you get it one way or another. Then you start being paranoid about people being your friends only for that reason, you start thinking you’re better than everyone, you forget what modesty is. I don’t think being modest is the best way to live your life but you do need it sometimes.
So the issue is, do dreams make us better persons or not? Some might, but then again some might not. Let me detail that a bit. Let’s say you dream of your handsome prince who will one day arrive and scoop you up from your stupid, miserable, boring life. You want it so bad so you start day/night dreaming about it. Is that really healthy? It can’t be. What will you do if he does not show up?? Kill yourself, go crazy, settle for less than you wanted, live your life alone because you could not find him?
I once wrote on this blog that I will give up dreaming, hoping, wishing for anything. Did I really? I mean I surely know it is not healthy, especially if it is something that might not ever come true, but can I do that? Simply stop?
I didn’t!!
I wish I could… A friend said that I shouldn’t, so, maybe, unknowingly I followed his advice.
Sometimes it’s like a real battle in my head, just like Smeagol and Gollum (horrible comparisom). A part of me wants to stop day dreaming, fantasizing and the other wants to be this romantic, day dreaming, hopeful person. Imagine the dialogue:
Dreamy: It would be so great if…
Sensible: If you what? Stop that!
Dreamy: But I want that!
Sensible: But can you get it? Get real!
Dreamy: I shouldn’t be so hard on myself.
Sensible: But it’s the best way, the safest. You can’t get hurt if you don’t hope.
Dreamy: I wish I could…
Sensible: Haven’t you learned your lesson yet?!
Dreamy: Oh, yeah, I have… OK. I’ll stop. But… I wish…
Which one is the best? Maybe there should be a balance between the two but how can you get it? In the end I think the sensible part wins, it’s only right. But for most people, even me sometimes, the dreamy part goes on living a suppresed life. When they get disappointed they don’t know what to do with themselves, they get depressed and promise they’ll never do that again, at least until given a new oportunity.
I wonder how our world would be without the dreamers. Think of Martin Luther King. That is the best example, might be cliche but you must admit he was grand. His speach, “I have a dream”, had a great impact on the world. So, dreaming can’t be all bad.
I guess I am contradicting myself. I still am not sure on which side I stand, the sensible or dreamy one. Life and experience will tell.
As Martin Luther King said: I have a dream and I will definately make it come true.
Last week and the entire weekend have been a gift from destiny. I don’t want to say too much about it but I have never felt as happy and appreciated… never have I felt so hopeful that life can be better, that I deserve more and that I will receive more.
Thank you, you know who you are, for sharing yourself with me, for giving me hope and making me feel good about myself again.
Kisses from Brasov, Romania, Europe, Earth, Milky Way, the Universe… to you… to Yorkshire, UK, Europe, Earth, Milky Way, the Universe.
All I can do now is hope… to see you again
