Ever changing seasons…

I love the ever changing seasons. Spring. Summer. Autumn. Winter. Every single one of them. Each unique in their own beautiful way. But when I think about it, there’s always one problem. When it’s Spring, I want it to be Summer. When it’s Summer, I want it to be Autumn. When it’s Autumn, I want it to be winter and so on and so forth. It’s a vicious circle. And it’s only when I realise this, that I begin to see I’m mindlessly wishing the seasons to come around faster and faster each year. Effectively wishing a lifetime away…rather than embracing the beauty of each season. In some ways though, that is really a trait that all humans share. The need for change, and the ache of never really being fully satisfied.

“Don’t waste the season of life your in now, just because you want the next one to come.”

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Losing Value

So I was thinking the other day about how the value of an item decreases immediately after you buy it. For example you buy a TV for £400, but by the time you get it home if you then sold it you wouldn’t be able to get the same amount for it due to it being classed as tainted or used…unless you returned it of course.

My thought is, what if we saw everything this way. For example once you asked someone to be your girlfriend or boyfriend, they lost their value. Now I have no doubt this does happen with some people and the way they see it. But how ridiculous would that be. In the end people would become worthless, everything would become worthless…to the point of no return. 

Just strange really…and a late night thought.

Workings of the mind…

Sometimes I have conversations with myself.

I don’t mean out loud…well sometimes. But I have loads of conversations with myself internally. Some of these will be completely random, and I end up with my thinking that the other people in the room can read my mind. Other conversations will occur when I feel I’ve said or done the wrong thing in a situation. The other person involved will have moved on, not thinking anything of what happened. Whereas I on the other hand can be having an internal argument about it, making up all the other persons responses. In a way I suppose this can be seen as a good trait to have, the ability to write a script if I ever wanted to try my hand at that again. But if anyone ever could read my mind, I think their thoughts on me would be very different, and may even lead me into a mental hospital… Hmm let’s just keep this between us? Yeah?

“The culture we have does not make people feel good about themselves. And you have to be strong enough to say if the culture doesn’t work, don’t buy it.” – Mitch Albom, Tuesdays With Morrie.