|i radiate more heat than light|
maybe i feel its easier to remember all the good and exciting things which happen while i am here, why is why i feel less inclined to record them. it's funny and strangely wonderful timing that i met her the same day things began to slowly tear me down a few. she had this calm energy about her, and she has been one of the very few people i have had little problem expressing myself to, with the exception of Ingimar and Vala, who seem to get my dry kinda humor. She told me i had a good communicative aurora, and not to let the fact that although the Alergian and I (and his mother, who is not fond of my working style at all) come from different worlds, we have alot in common. She also told me about transcendental meditation, (rather sublime choice of conversation, i know), and how it helped her recover from cancer, and as well about the school her and her husband have in Iowa dedicated specifically to teaching this. So, while his mother followed me around all day at my heels, re-doing everything i would just finish, I thought about this, trying to tell myself i may know how to keep myself in one peice in less than desirable times. The Polish girl, who left for the states days before, was an excellent springboard for the Algerians commands, I however, was of course, somewhat resistant. i know, its only been less than a week, but I do not take well to making less than everyone else, working as diligently as i know how, and still getting unnecessary wrap for it.
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