Oh, to be a kid again...

[monk222]

Children play with fallen leaves in a park in Bucharest on October 21, 2010. By Daniel Mihailescu/AFP/Getty Images.

-- The Daily Dish

No matter how hard I try, even when I try to find a writer or a poet inside of me, I can no longer feel that kind of freshness about the world. With me, there can only be a feeling of sadness, as of something passing away.

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[hardblue.livejournal.com]

Augh, my bones groan at the very thought.

And I only laughed when I read the last line,
so I don't think that should count. :p

[agloriousday.livejournal.com]

yeah, get it together. You have a very negative outlook on your life. I noticed that from your explanation of how you and I are different. I know it's easier said than done, but enjoying everything around you does not mean you are naive or privileged or ignorant of the world's perils or insane. It just means that in spite of all the shit that's around everyone at all times, your happiness depends on the good, not the bad. Pick one.

[hardblue.livejournal.com]

enjoying everything around you does not mean you are naive or privileged or ignorant of the world's perils or insane.

I certainly never meant to suggest that of anyone I know. Indeed, all the people that I have any passing knowledge of, such as my blogging buddies, seem rather depressed a lot, even when blessed in intelligence, comforts, or looks, save for some happy exceptions of very positively minded people. In any case, I hope you don't think that I think of you as some sort of ignorant naif - not at all.

I'm honestly quite shocked at the suggestion. I understand how I might give off that impression in debates about impersonal issues such as politics or world affairs. But when it comes to this general, personal business about living life, I thought I rightfully take on a very modest, low-key position.

I think I can understand the vibe you are getting about how I relate my life in this blog, but as odd as it may sound, I don't even think of it as being especially negative. It isn't happy certainly, but I think of it more as just being very, very mellow and rather elegiac. Part of the problem may be that when I write here, I usually try to affect more of the spirit of a literary artist, which I know is funny, but this may count for some distortion, but it is how I find my motivation to write.

As for my looking like a monster, well, some things are just simply true, and that helps to keep me from being outright happy, but I find my consolation in the idea that this is also what makes me more philosophical and more of a literary artiste. ;)

[imperfectively.livejournal.com]

that was cruel. i don't think your outlook on your life is completely negative. i think you're just very realistic about your position in life, as well as your experiences. i feel i'm in somewhat the same position as you sometimes, and i don't see me as being negative about my outlook. this is what it is. it won't change for the better. i have to accept that.



however, i can also go out and play every once in a while. ;)

[hardblue.livejournal.com]

Yes, I suppose we are similar, and I know I don't even feel depressed. Sure, I could wish things were different, but after this many years, it's hard not to accept life for what it is, as well as to appreciate what one does have - we know life can be worse!

I don't think she means to be cruel. She is very direct and kinda scientifically honest. And being a little older means having a thicker skin, too, right?

As for going out and playing, well, maybe you are better than me in that respect. I'm more content to lose myself in a good book. My mind can play more easily than my body. :D