The ability to be alone with the world,
the space to see and think,
empty enough that it invites filling with something new,
yet full enough that there is no room for loneliness –
how rarely it happens…
Tag: self
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Ruins
Years pass, one after another, and we grow into our skins and become who we are…
rebels or conformists, we all do our best to be comfortable in our own skins,
and we grow to be so, one way or another.
And then we notice that the edifice we built for ourselves is built on ruins –
decaying empty rooms, some boarded up, some decorated in cloying pastels, all – dead…
How do you replace the foundation when you live on the second floor? -
Compensatory Sense
You know about compensatory senses?
How blind people develop more acute hearing and so on?
Well, I can barely see, and my hearing is none too good.
So, I had to develop a compensatory sense of humour.
