Yesterday there was that strange feeling that something is about to happened. I do not exactly believe in premonitions or any other weird things with no reasons for them to exist, and it felt slightly uncomfortable to be in such a state. It is like walking the maze when you don’t know if you’ll meet Little Red Riding Hood or a Wolf after next turn. Anyway, it’s gone today.
And today the day brought us a sunshine and almost spring-ish transparency of the air. And I don't even want to mention those narcissuses that suddenly hatched out in the pot with last year’s soil left outside. Stupid bulbs got confused again and decided it is spring already! ..So really there is no reason to feel chilly and to kill the time by the fireplace watching winter tales burning out…if I feel something’s in the air, then it might be – a preview of what spring will bring? Time to wake up from slumber and breath in something fresh…
Even in the office things started move around. I mean – it was rather quiet after Christmas break, while everybody’s being digesting past holidays. Today we have two brand new whiteboards finally hanged on the wall, where they were supposed to be initially and not just standing on the floor, leaning against same wall, so that you’d need to be a midget to actually write anything on them. Well, now here they are in all their whiteboardery glory. (Apart from the fact that you need to be a giant to reach the top now). They are new and so pristine, and we felt that to write anything on them would be to defile them. We felt this exactly until the moment the driver came in and wrote “steve was here” on one of them. That appears to relieve us from the sin and inspired for more whiteboard artistry. You can never tell where your inspiration come from next moment, can you?
A thought about memory. Sure we can keep in our memory anything we really want to remember. Yet with time the reminder becomes more emotional then actual. We might forget what exactly happened, but we would think of it and feel again emotion that we used to have at that time. I wonder if forgetfulness is a “shortcoming” of human design or the means of effective storage facility. Like “Catalogue” of some sort, or Index, if you want. Books in the library – sorted onto few shelves: Shelf of Happy things; Shelf of Sad things; Shelf of Regretful things; Shelf of Never Try Again things, etc.etc. With time it is more difficult to remember the details, but you will remember if it was positive or negative, if it made you sad or happy. And strangely this will be enough to feel content about it. I also suspect that some emotions tend to be stronger then the others. It always seems to me that that we tend to remember bad things for longer then good things. Maybe because the lesson we learned from them was harder? Everybody knows – we do learn from mistakes we make. What about learning when we do something right? Is unhappiness stronger emotion then happiness?
And today the day brought us a sunshine and almost spring-ish transparency of the air. And I don't even want to mention those narcissuses that suddenly hatched out in the pot with last year’s soil left outside. Stupid bulbs got confused again and decided it is spring already! ..So really there is no reason to feel chilly and to kill the time by the fireplace watching winter tales burning out…if I feel something’s in the air, then it might be – a preview of what spring will bring? Time to wake up from slumber and breath in something fresh…
Even in the office things started move around. I mean – it was rather quiet after Christmas break, while everybody’s being digesting past holidays. Today we have two brand new whiteboards finally hanged on the wall, where they were supposed to be initially and not just standing on the floor, leaning against same wall, so that you’d need to be a midget to actually write anything on them. Well, now here they are in all their whiteboardery glory. (Apart from the fact that you need to be a giant to reach the top now). They are new and so pristine, and we felt that to write anything on them would be to defile them. We felt this exactly until the moment the driver came in and wrote “steve was here” on one of them. That appears to relieve us from the sin and inspired for more whiteboard artistry. You can never tell where your inspiration come from next moment, can you?
A thought about memory. Sure we can keep in our memory anything we really want to remember. Yet with time the reminder becomes more emotional then actual. We might forget what exactly happened, but we would think of it and feel again emotion that we used to have at that time. I wonder if forgetfulness is a “shortcoming” of human design or the means of effective storage facility. Like “Catalogue” of some sort, or Index, if you want. Books in the library – sorted onto few shelves: Shelf of Happy things; Shelf of Sad things; Shelf of Regretful things; Shelf of Never Try Again things, etc.etc. With time it is more difficult to remember the details, but you will remember if it was positive or negative, if it made you sad or happy. And strangely this will be enough to feel content about it. I also suspect that some emotions tend to be stronger then the others. It always seems to me that that we tend to remember bad things for longer then good things. Maybe because the lesson we learned from them was harder? Everybody knows – we do learn from mistakes we make. What about learning when we do something right? Is unhappiness stronger emotion then happiness?