Quote for the Day : Sometimes

“…Sometimes I just want space to be me
But then I remember I don’t know who “me” is
And any space I have is filled with the unknowing
And the questions about what I should be doing
And if I should replace the “Should” with a “Could”
And if I have always been wrong and always will be
And if everyone knows my secrets
or if my secrets are hidden away and will never be discovered
and will die with me, alone and unknown

Sometimes I want to disappear
But then I remember my footprints on this Earth are forever
The damage is already done and I can’t be forgotten, at least by the Earth
But to the others I am already a memory
And a fading one at that
Because I didn’t do what I was supposed to do and try harder to be the same
As them 
And all the others
who succeeded where I had failed

Sometimes I want to stand out
But then I remember standing out means you are different
And different is not always a happy place
Even if it is an authentic place
And a place to lay your soul
When it is tired of being hungry and having to fight with itself
About things that should be easy or not there at all

Sometimes I want to be still
But then I remember I have to keep moving
In case the truth catches up with me and it’s too much to take in
Like a hurricane in a teacup
But the moving gets harder and I end up running on the spot
While everyone passes by me
Unconcerned by the diminishing space I am taking up
As I burrow into the ground, a whirlpool at my feet…”



Things that make you go…nuts!

Things that make you go…nuts!

I should point out that I wrote this one day when I was in a very bad mood.  Mostly I am a very calm person, not prone to violent outbursts or any kind of anger towards people.  I am tolerant to the point of apathy and I generally live by the “live and let live” code of ethics.  But sometimes, just sometimes, I get a little bit cranky and there are some things that just drive me nuts.  For instance:

When people add a “k” to the end of the word “anything”.  So they say “anythink”.  It drives me mental.  If someone says it in conversation, I can’t concentrate on anything (anythink ha!) else they are saying.  I want to stop them in mid sentence and get them to repeat the word properly.  It drives me nutty.  If you’re over the age of five, please don’t do it.  It’s not cute and it makes you look like an idiot.  And if I’m thinking you look like more of an idiot than me, that’s pretty bad and you should do something about that.  Seriously.

People who litter.  I don’t get it.  It’s lazy and stupid and selfish.  Just stop it.

People who smoke.  I’m sorry, but it’s insane.  The rest of us are desperately trying to stay alive and avoid anything that can kill or harm us, and you guys are basically laughing in the face of cancer and death.  I don’t get it.  Plus it’s selfish because you want everyone else to inhale your toxic fumes as well.  And don’t get me started on people who smoke around children.  I just want to smack you.

People who, when giving you their phone number over the phone, say it so quickly you have to get them to repeat it.  Repeatedly.  And then get cranky at you because you can’t get it right.  Say it slowly, at a gentle and polite pace and quit the attitude.

People who walk their dogs in the middle of the day in Summer.  Again, you are cruising for a bruising because I would like to beat you about the head with something.  Maybe your dead dog when it dies a horrible death from heat-stroke due to your negligence.  It’s cruel and horrible.  It’s hot, you idiot, and your dog cannot cool itself down the way you can.  Yes, Fido WANTS to go for a walk.  But he doesn’t quite grasp the concept that it is too warm for him.  That is where you, with your superior brain (supposedly) come in to the equation.  You need to make better decisions.   And if you leave your dog in a hot car, there is a special place reserved in Hell for you.  I’m not joking.

People who pick on vegetarians. People who try to get vegetarians to eat meat.  People who try to tell everyone that being vegetarian is unhealthy and blame every illness you have on the fact you don’t eat dead animals, even though you rarely get sick and are actually pretty healthy thank you very much.

People who walk around during concerts and theatre performances.  I went to see the Dalai Lama a couple of years ago.  The amount of people walking around during his speeches, eating hot chips and looking bored was horrendous.  It’s just so DISRESPECTFUL.  Plus, if I paid good money for my ticket, I don’t want to spend half the time trying to see past you as you get up and down and “excuse-me-excuse-me-so-sorry-excuse-me” your way down the row.  Unless you have a bladder infection or need to diffuse a bomb or are about to give birth, please sit down and stay down.

Justin Bieber.  I don’t need to explain that one.

Those “Biggest Loser” people.  Not the actual contestants, the hosts.  They are like every horrible P.E teacher I ever had, rolled in to one over-paid, over-hyped entity.  Their faces are everywhere.  Ugh.

Homophobes.  Really.  What the hell is wrong with you? Grow up.

People who bag celebrities who try and “do good”.  Like Bono, or Sting or whoever is supporting whatever cause/charity etc.  They are trying to give back to the community and the world.  It doesn’t matter if it’s a tax write-off or a way of gaining popularity – they’re helping someone.  Who cares what the motive really is?  They’re giving to charity and doing something with their time and money other than buying another Porsche.  Let’s just leave it at that.  Just because someone is famous and has lots of money, doesn’t mean they are incapable of being passionate about worthy causes.  If Sting wants to try and save a rainforest, I say let him!  He’s got more money than the rest of us,  let him use it for good.

Tights worn as pants.  They’re not pants – they are tights.  Try to remember that and keep yourself covered up.  It’s icky if you don’t and nobody wants to see it.

So that’s my rant for today.  I could think of lots of other things that annoy me, but, really, I would much rather talk about things that are pleasant and not annoying.  And, in reality, there are a lot more of those things than the cranky-making ones.  I was just having a bad day and really wanting a cookie (sigh…a cookie…).  Work was noisy and a bit stressy and aggravating today (copyright licence renewals? Ugh!  People having a go at you for things that aren’t your fault and you have no control over?  Double ugh!) and I was a bit tired and grumpy (duh!).  But it’s ok.  I’m home now from a long walk and about to make dinner and do some crafting, watch My Kitchen Rules and organise myself for tomorrow.  It’s all good.  I was even given a HUGE bag of beads and old jewellery to sort through and use today so I’m a lucky gal, despite the whinging and frowny face.

Hope your day was smile-worthy and annoyance-free.  Just please remember what I said about tights.