Life Stories

Communal living is interesting in the sense that you become a huge part of another person's life story. Even if you don't particularly like a person. Or you may find yourself not being part of another person life, even if you long to be.

Getting introduced and getting to know people is a great chore but it is also so rewarding as well since it sets the tone for the rest of the relationship. And what will I vote for the best bonding activity you ask? Definitely meal times. There is some subtle understanding during meal times that make transitions in conversation so much easier.

In all this getting to know you moments, I have come to realised that I have a great life story, full of grand dramatic moments. And it is highly probable that others do too. But how much can one share in those mere seconds of hi and byes...

Feeling a tad bit important

My week has been kind of blue. My holiday has been less than stellar. But someone said something to me today. I came online and spoke to a person on hiatus from Melbourne and learnt that said person was watching a show on his laptop as he was chatting to me. As I had nothing important to say, I shrugged virtually and told said person to go back to his shows and whats not. And I was told that chatting with me is more important to him. And my day became a little happier.

I met up with friends and I met up with family. I must have met up with so many but only one took the time to ask how I am feeling about the future that lies beyond tomorrow. And how I am handling it. I think I am blessed, even though blessings come in small quantities these days. I am glad I am still blessed.

The part where I say a word and smile myself silly

A thought came to me today while waiting. To digress: I seem to send quite a bit of my time waiting nowadays. It always seems as if I am the person standing about or just waiting on peoples' plans to change so that my lifelong purpose of accommodating them may be fulfilled. Anyway. My thought is not particularly a new one. I have always liked the way the word 'love' sounds; beginning with a slight curl of the tongue to a slight pout and my personal favouritest (if there is such a word) bit, ending in a smile.