Skin Circlings
Weekend’s gone and left me stripy – coloured. My skin is like one of those crop circles – a complex design of various tinges of tan. This was the result of walking half-morning through the treasures of a car boot sale. And if before I featured a strapless low décolleté Eastern Kazakhstan’s tan, now on top of it I’ve got a deformed v-neck and underarmed gloves of red ish areas, which I’m sure will transform into a peel-my-skin workshops very soon. And the rest of me is obviously of natural colour of banned-from-the-sun hue…so if you can hear a scream right now, that would be me staring in the mirror. The weather was hot today.
Thoughts Circles.
Murphy's Law: Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.
Easyme
I’ve been told not once I’m easy to be with. In a meaning of “I’m not a difficult person”. I don’t make people feel nervous around me, or be scared of me, or run away with the first sight of me on the horizon. I try to make others feel like home, I don’t interrogate them further if they showed no wish to answer the first question. I say Hello and Have A Great Day for no reason other then I meant what I said. I don’t take a “return ticket” approach, when I’d only communicate if other people initiate the communication. I am not embarrassed to ask How Is Your Day Today and Is Everything’s All Right? And I’m not afraid to look silly to be the first to say Hi and open the channel. I believe that until we ask, we can’t know the truth about people we care. If I’d ask you about your day and you’d say it’s fine, I can figure it out from the inflexion of your voice just how is your day for real. If I don’t ask, how I would know otherwise? I can talk a lot to entertain you and I can listen to the slightest change in wind to adjust the course of sailing on a ship. I can do a lot of little things that makes it justified to say I care. I can still care without doing all those little things though. But I’ve learned that we should treat the others the way how we would like to be treated ourselves. There is an important message in these words. I’m an easy person to be with because I do my best to make it easy to be with me. To label self difficult and do nothing about it means I don’t care enough to make it easy for another person…Perhaps, with some people we just have to be difficult. Perhaps, being difficult pays off with benefits. Perhaps, I should try to be the one.
Weekend’s gone and left me stripy – coloured. My skin is like one of those crop circles – a complex design of various tinges of tan. This was the result of walking half-morning through the treasures of a car boot sale. And if before I featured a strapless low décolleté Eastern Kazakhstan’s tan, now on top of it I’ve got a deformed v-neck and underarmed gloves of red ish areas, which I’m sure will transform into a peel-my-skin workshops very soon. And the rest of me is obviously of natural colour of banned-from-the-sun hue…so if you can hear a scream right now, that would be me staring in the mirror. The weather was hot today.
Thoughts Circles.
Murphy's Law: Left to themselves, things tend to go from bad to worse.
Easyme
I’ve been told not once I’m easy to be with. In a meaning of “I’m not a difficult person”. I don’t make people feel nervous around me, or be scared of me, or run away with the first sight of me on the horizon. I try to make others feel like home, I don’t interrogate them further if they showed no wish to answer the first question. I say Hello and Have A Great Day for no reason other then I meant what I said. I don’t take a “return ticket” approach, when I’d only communicate if other people initiate the communication. I am not embarrassed to ask How Is Your Day Today and Is Everything’s All Right? And I’m not afraid to look silly to be the first to say Hi and open the channel. I believe that until we ask, we can’t know the truth about people we care. If I’d ask you about your day and you’d say it’s fine, I can figure it out from the inflexion of your voice just how is your day for real. If I don’t ask, how I would know otherwise? I can talk a lot to entertain you and I can listen to the slightest change in wind to adjust the course of sailing on a ship. I can do a lot of little things that makes it justified to say I care. I can still care without doing all those little things though. But I’ve learned that we should treat the others the way how we would like to be treated ourselves. There is an important message in these words. I’m an easy person to be with because I do my best to make it easy to be with me. To label self difficult and do nothing about it means I don’t care enough to make it easy for another person…Perhaps, with some people we just have to be difficult. Perhaps, being difficult pays off with benefits. Perhaps, I should try to be the one.