If you wouldn't do it if nobody was watching, don't do it.Īs you approach the same age as your parents when they had you, you gain great empathy for them, realizing that like you, they were just kids trying to figure it all out along the way. If you aren't receiving the applause you think your work deserves, don't be discouraged –– you could just be creating for a taste that doesn't exist yet. But, if you can make these small gestures a daily practice, they will no longer become a practice and, instead, an almost subconscious way in which you express love to your significant other. The further you get into a romantic relationship, the harder it becomes to keep the romance alive because somewhere along the way you forget to hold her hand or graze her leg or reach over and kiss her on her cheek or run your fingers through her hair. It's hard to do something rash after a good, long walk. And, while you can certainly be sad while you exercise, exercise allows you to get out of your head and into your body and it gifts you reprieve from thinking about the sadness, at least for a little while. It's damn difficult to be grateful and sad at the same time. I've found that melancholy (and/or sadness) is stunted through gratitude or exercise. Or, at least this is the story I'm telling myself. You can be a mostly happy person while at the same time having moments of deep, inexplicable melancholy. While I highly doubt I will gain much notoriety for this, by the end of the month I will have a neat creative project I can't point to. For January, I'm releasing 31 spoken word poems (one per day) over on TikTok. My only goal for 2022 is to do something ambitious each month. If you tackle something ambitious each and every month, by the end of the year you will have been ambitious on a dozen separate occasions. So, while I'm not going to number them, I am going to share some ideas, questions, thoughts and broodings swimming about my mind this afternoon in the midst of all this reflection. It makes a beautifully complicated thing like life feel more approachable, more digestible. But, I do appreciate the novelty and simplicity of a good, clean list. I think it's a bit cliche when folks write out a bunch of life lessons on their birthday, conveniently matching the number of lessons with the number of years they've spent on this Earth. I'm not the type that wants to get a bunch of friends together to watch as I blow out candles.īut, I do take life seriously and I do view life as a luxury and I do feel that the very least I can do to show a sense of gratitude to God or the universe or whoever or whatever created me, is to take a moment once a year to pause.īecause I'm a writer, much of this pausing takes place on the page the page you're reading now. When your birthday falls five days after the new year, it's impossible not to find yourself in deep reflection. I gave her a hug and a kiss and I said, "No. And, I packed up my stout burlap duffle bag that carries me from my place to her's and back again in the evenings that we share together.Īs she was seeing me out, she asked me if I had anything special planned for the day (save for dinner with her, that evening, at one of our favorite Eastside spots). –– because I had turned twenty-eight-years-old while I was asleep the night before.Īfter an hour or so of nuzzling and dozing in and out of sleep, I climbed out of bed. She coaxed me into staying in bed with her a little bit longer than usual –– until about 9:30 a.m. Home - Search - New Listings - Authors - Titles - Subjects - Serialsīooks - News - Features - Archives - The Inside StoryĮdited by John Mark Ockerbloom copyrights and licenses.I woke up early this morning next to my girl. Help with reading books - Report a bad link - Suggest a new listing Look for editions of this book at your library, or elsewhere. You should not bookmark this page, but you can request that we add this book to our curated collection, which has stable links.Īlienation (Social psychology) in literatureĬlassical literature - History and criticism This is an uncurated book entry from our extended bookshelves, readable online now but without a stable link here. Melancholy, love, and time : boundaries of the self in ancient literature
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