Sometimes it’s difficult to understand how others perceive you. Obviously it’s not good to go through life being preoccupied with how others perceive you but it’s sometimes a good thing to take stock and pay attention. What matters to you might not matter to anyone else. Indeed, it might be an overwhelming preoccupation to you, something you’ve been thinking about for days, maybe weeks, maybe even months, but the important thing is to realize that it’s only you who is thinking these things. Someone else is not thinking these things.
To you, it all makes sense, because you’ve gone over it time and time again; at 4 a.m. mostly, where the wasteland of your life rears its ugly head. Where you sort through the detritus of the day, maybe week, maybe month before. You can’t stop it; it is going to come whether you try consciously or not to block it.
Think of a billion human minds. Not a billion beaver minds, or a billion shrimp minds. Think of a billion human minds, all equipped as you are, thinking about the same thing you are, always in incredibly, some may say incredibly inconceivable circumstances.
How do you appear in the bubble-world of the taxi driver who drives you from L’Express to your home? Is it your duty to care? It’s literally a moment in both of your lives that can never be reclaimed. I don’t mean to place any particular import to this stuff that happens to us day to day, the trip downtown, the hassle with the bank, the argument with the spouse, but in the end, how do you come off? Good? Do you feel good?
I hate it when I don’t feel good. But I feel good tonight. Hope you do too.
Speak to your clergyman if you have personal issues, or want (yourself or your child) to get molested. I hear they have monthly plans.
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