Current time in my woods
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Thank you very much for the bon voyage wishes, much appreciated. Although I’m not going yet, not in about 3 weeks time – just enough to pack sun lotion and camera…hmmm…I don’t think I forgot anything else to put on my list, did I?…
You know how sometimes you’d get all exited about something you perceive as totally magical happening to you and it feels as if you’re soaring in the skies on the wings of your dream…then eventually the excitement wears off and you’re back to the ground wondering what was the big deal about it anyway?.. I’m walking my grounds again, like a normal grounded person. I’m just another one of everyone. And I’m thinking how amusing it is to be able to feel on top of the world and next moment – be invisible in the crowd wearing a mask of “mundanity” …I am comfortable with it. I’m just curious watching people, guessing what their moments of excitements might be…or moments of despair…not everybody can show their mood naturally, it becomes a more natural instinct to hide your real face behind the mask of content, indifference, whatever else. I wonder how many people around me quietly enjoy something wonderful deep inside themselves, not sharing, not showing a single sign, not a smile, not an eye-to-eye contact…a very private emotion. As likewise indeed equally very private pain…for each – their own…and what to me is a daily chore, for someone could be big event that would keep them overwhelmed for some time even afterwards…the same like what I experience as a magic, somebody out there might have scheduled in their daily diary…isn’t it an interesting game – to watch people and guess what kind of thing might excite them?! say, if I would have a fairy power to grant one their very own wish to every body, but I cannot ask what is it that they wish for the most…what would I give…I let myself to play this game about my colleagues and found it to be very difficult to be a judge of another’s wants…we truly are a society of strangers, where people are too selfish to share…or - too afraid?
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