Mountain climbing for ants

[jchrisobrien]

There's a theory I have, which goes something like this: In the absence of any real trauma in your life, small events will grow in size until they reach the threshold of your trauma levels.  Yesterday was a catalog of petty annoyances, bad decisions, deliberate bad decisions, and falling off the wagon in a major way.  Also, there was little sleep.  The past few weeks have been action packed and exciting, so it is inevitable that a day will occur which accentuates the good by giving you a taste of the bad.  That taste, is like overcooked eggplant with capers (to me, it doesn't get much more unappetizing than that). 

Less one dwells overmuch on such insignificant tribulations, the world provides adequate reminders of real problems.  The sound of a car starting up, where the engine sounds like its consuming itself with great glee.  The world also provides moments of beauty to look at.  A small garden of lilies in the yard of a house in the Back End, pale ladies huddled together.  In the lot next to them, were some plant with tiny blue flowers the size of the head of a large pin.  They are so tiny they pull the eye into them, to stop and look a little closer.  If you stop and take a look at them, they will pull you out of your head space for a while.  You can then return to your day, with a little more glide in your step, and a little less tension in your grip.

Comments

[iterum.livejournal.com]

overcooked eggplant with capers

That's pretty unappetizing, to be sure. Although I love eggplant.

Good luck with the head space.

AAAH! evil kittie!

[silas7.livejournal.com]

feel free to replace eggplant with something suitably odious!

Perspective is returning, like the fiery feeling of caffiene as it leeches from your morning tea into your brain.

Re: AAAH! evil kittie!

[iterum.livejournal.com]

Well, undercooked eggplant can be pretty nasty, to be sure.

I love that synapses-firing feeling.

I think I will have more caffeine.

[http://users.livejournal.com/_perihelion_/]

In the absence of any real trauma in your life, small events will grow in size until they reach the threshold of your trauma levels

I could be wrong but I believe that that is exactly the reason my last relationship fell apart. however, it was strangely frustrating to be on the outside of that looking in. not that I didn't contribute to the breakup drama myself. I just have different issues.

[silas7.livejournal.com]

on the outside looking in? I would have though you'd have an insiders perspective on your last breakup. Or, do you mean you had an objective view of what was going on?

[http://users.livejournal.com/_perihelion_/]

no. no. I meant outside the inflated trauma thing. I don't really work that way. I was very much involved in the breakup.

BTW they opened up the front room last night.

[silas7.livejournal.com]

Congratulations on not inflating the trauma! It's a skill that I'm working on. The non-inflation part.

I read lepidosiren's review of the night, he had a swinging time. How was it overall? Pretty slow still?

Now I get to start coming out on Wednesdays again... oy vey!

[clayrobeson.livejournal.com]

In the absence of any real trauma in your life, small events will grow in size until they reach the threshold of your trauma levels

Yes! And there's a reason for this!

You need to watch What the BLEEP do we know?

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0399877/

[silas7.livejournal.com]

consider it added to my movie queue!

Looking forward to your eventual return:)

[the-true-blue.livejournal.com]

ewww...eggplant? icky

[silas7.livejournal.com]

Exactly! Eggplant is a taste of the bad.

[nepenthedreams]

Your first sentence is so true.

[silas7.livejournal.com]

As long as we can remember that, we can push those little problems away, laugh at them in their insignificance. The little things will stay in the background so we can occupy ourselves with other, better things.

[ethereal-shards.livejournal.com]

Hi, I found your journal by random. I would have to say that you're right on. Good insight.

[silas7.livejournal.com]

Thanks! I knew that if I didn't write this down, I'd likely forget about it. The more I read this and remind myself of it, the more true it will become.