Fold Lines From Sitting

... and my circumstances


The irony of life is that, as you are someone who can be alone when we most need to apply that wisdom is at best going to ignore it. Lately I have some very silly weekend (and realize that, despite being unemployed, are the weekends that I am horrified, not weeks) in which, despite two hundred books I have read, Seinfeld I have not seen, Pa Negre and Maragall documentary about dying for taste, work to do, write scripts ... despite all that, I do not know what to do my life.

body calls me to say I'm bored, but a lie. I'm bored. The fact is that among the three thousand choices of things I want or I have to do, I feel like is that, by H or B, it is within my reach. That is, being with people. That is, in his view, things to do.

People who look like me when I'm not dumb enough today. Or yesterday. Or on Saturday. Or earlier. I think the problem is the car, I have not. Or prefer to think that the problem is the car and I have not lost the ability to entertain myself, I owned capacity until very recently (and I mean very little until exactly a month). Will be unemployed. Or graduation. The stress of the uncertainty. The loneliness that comes from knowing that now everything depends on you. Or not all, but 40%. The percentage is not what I got from the manga, my yoga teacher said the other day that man controls 40% of his life. Another 40% depends on the people around him, and the remaining 20% \u200b\u200bvary because of surprises that life gives you. The problem is that many times we insist on trying to control 40% wrong.

Learn to be alone is wisdom and learning. But there are times when one has to apply that knowledge when they want.

Years ago, during an Irish summer, I decided I wanted to leave very little and write in my journal a lot. I wonder how many things to puberty of 16 would have to write was much more important to live what was supposed to end in a journal. In my 21 years I played in the socialization college fund and just worked my friend Ximena me to sit over a coffee and tell me if you suddenly needed to be alone and stop being at all times, it was I who had to listen. I needed it, I swear. And my independence for the past 25 years has made it a pro in the field.

now is very rare that I go the opposite, but less rare is that, when I passed, consider to be conversing with Ximena again and imagine me saying that " if a highly developed brain, such as human is deprived of social contact, very seriously ill just as animals who must live alone are killed each other if they socialize . neurologists who have said very smart, not me.

going to be that I move in my own way ... be that as it ...

And yes, my colleagues and I were to write, each in their world. The best I've written has been in the company of others. It must be that's why I am excited about the atmosphere of a newspaper ...