I do think too much, and not only that, but I do feel too much as well. And that is, my dear friends, a bad combo. My go with the flow philosophy is more a yearning that a fact. I wish I could live by it's standards and rules, but most of the times that is just smoke and mirrors. Just an illusion. Yet the mirror does have hard edges and those hard edges do get to me.
Still. I am working on it.
Figuring out where I am standing in general. And trying to honestly enjoy and live by the day. I hate that the thought of the future, and being able or not do this this and that feels like such a burden sometimes.
Anyway... A great B&W picture does have quite some contrast, with pure whites and blacks. Much more interesting than just a plain gray botch of nothing in life.
A little about this I talked with Victor yesterday on the way back home. I insist, he can be a good conversationalist some times... But I wonder if he has to try way too much, heh... Since usually he is just plain... Him. (heh!). Anyway, he did make a funny point too, talking about how much importance I have given in my posts to the fact of having Wend sleeping in my arms. He he he he. Oh well. It is a big deal to me, because of the feeling it gives me. But maybe I should focus too on other cool details that go on during the dates here and now.
You know... Proper record keeping and all. I want to look back at this post eventually and actually be able to remember what is it that we did when we went on dates. :-P
See?... Blacks and whites... Contrast... Stuff that makes me smile, and stuff that makes me worry... All in the same plate, served to go, and in need to be eaten before it rots.
Cheers.
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Dude, you're like... the anti-writer. As opposed to the rest of humanity, your writing output actually increases with happiness. Too bad it's driven by your one-track mind...
Anyway, here's hoping to read many more entries about Wend sleeping in your arms.
Totally.
I propose we turn this into an "Hector Bashing" thread.
Hector, you suck! We liked you better when you were alone and miserable!
He he he...
I know Sergio!... I suck!...
He he he.
Hey, you pair of wusses! You kissed and made up and removed your posts slandering each other?
This is not objective journalism!
I demand a recount!
Heh... When has this even been objective journalism dude?... We had a little, huge, brotherly dispute... And I rather am in good terms with my brother than leave stuff here that pisses him off. So... That is kind of what happened.
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