I have a collection of half finished posts lounging around waiting to be finished. Sadly for them, they won’t see the light of day. There’s a chance that this one might join them, though obviously if you’re reading this then yadda yadda.
One of the things I’ve been struggling with is being friendly to strangers in situations where I’m pissed off. If there were a hidden camera show that filmed people when they’re pissed or embarrassed in public, I would fail. What upsets me is that I want to be that person who shows up unexpectedly: “while filming, our cameras picked up one extraordinary citizen yadda yadda.” I’m nowhere even close. I’m not an asshole by any means, but I become very silent.
Insecurities can be detrimental to relationships.
I went to Canada last week. It was pretty neat, you know? US border patrol searched our car when we came back into the US. Last night I watched an episode of South Park, the one about the TSA. The government likes to take away our freedom and label it with “protection.” And we let them do it! I for one am not a huge fan of fear mongering. Back to Canada, I think many Americans (myself included at various times) think of Canada as a panacea. “That’s it! I’m moving to Canada!” Stuffwhitepeoplelike blog joked about that, but you may have heard someone threaten that before. It’s not a utopia, but for what it’s worth, Canada is an alright place. I like the bilingualism. I like the stereotypes that everyone is nice and says sorry. I like how it isn’t quite so restrictive as the US. However, I think that I probably won’t try to move there (unless it’s Vancouver).
I need to learn how to motivate myself when the motivation is still far away.
Something someone told me: “Life is too short to stay angry at anybody.” I think it takes a lot to go through before that really clicks.
Is it possible to change your beliefs by acting in a certain way? Is it possible to love someone by helping them, even though you don’t want to? 1Cor 13:1-3 : “If I speak in human or angelic tongues, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophesy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.” So that’s interesting, but can one start to love because of one’s actions? Where does love come from, if not from God?
I just read that Darren Aronofsky (Black Swan, Requiem for a Dream) is working on a movie based on Noah’s Ark. That’s exciting.
The internet facilitates my procrastination and at times can be the bane of productivity. Internet, y u no end?