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~humour me~
Sunday,
29th January 2006
why is it ~
that on some days, we are able to keep the balance of ratio / emotio and not let our feelings carry us into turmoil, while on other days, all it takes is one odd line in an e-mail to induce some angry emotional firewoks that neither yoga nor flowers seem to be able to smoothen?
 ah. those twists of life. "i always thought at some point of life we would grow adult, and then knew how to deal with everything," i said to Ronnie yesterday when we were out walking. he thought about it for a moment, and then said: "maybe the truth is that we don't grow so much adult with years, but mainly grow older." - "man wird nicht erwachsen, sondern nur älter"
and maybe it was this line that made us childish – at the next crossing of paths, we took another way, and when that way ended at a field, at the edge of the forest, we kept walking - on the field, along the forest. and saw, we weren't the only ones taking this route - there were footprints of animals, does as it looked like. and some hundred meter further, an outlook for rangers. we climbed up the ladder and sat there, on this ranger bench, even though it's not really allowed. but it just seems so in tune, to get to this place we never been, to look out to the fields, the forests, the ways.
and now Sunday. a good one, it will be literature café again.

the theme this time: "humour / irony". which i found a bit difficult at the start, to my surprise. but last week i watched the news and it lead to a funny/ironic poem. also it made me think, i might need some more humour, instead of getting so upset about the world and friends and family every now and again. but then again, maybe it's the upset that gives me the energy to address topics and also to change my own behaviour. which probably is the cause of the irritation that me and others feel right now, who are used to the ever-understanding and patient Do who has time, who writes mails, and who generally isn't the cause of problems for others, but the one who listens to the problems of others. to overexaggerate it. but that's how one of the book circle put it to me: "But you will be back, sooner or later, right? i mean, you are the one of us who is the most patient and caring, and you always enjoyed the book evenings so much, or?" ah. smile. there is a humoresque side to it all, really. it's a bit more difficult to find, but then, it's worth the effort to make the turn from upset to humour. just like in the poem i take to the café today - "Sushi". oh. i wanted to attach it, but it is German. but i have a photo of the card i wrote it on, it's the red one.

and here, a quick translation of the poem:
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Sushi
A whale gets lost and caught
in the river Thames.
A whale gets lost and caught
in the river Thames
and is saved
live
in TV.
In the evening
everyone meets up
to celebrate the day
with champagne and sushi.
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i won't bring sushi to the café, though. but Russian bread – sweets formed in alphabet letters.
Sunday smiles~~
Do
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