I get to live

I love my life mostly because of the things that I get to live.

I was in Rotterdam last weekend and I was very surprised when I found out that nothing resembles with anything else there... Starting with the buildings and ending with the people. As I discovered more and more of that city there was only one thing in my mind and it is explained better in one of my older posts (the one with the "bug" in the system). Of course that I thought about me living in that environment where repetition is actually possible to be drastically minimized (and I'm not saying eliminated just for the sake of some potential - stupid - arguments like "You'll still have to wake up every morning and wash, and that's repeption"). I fancied the idea of me actually living there at some point in my life.

I love my life for the things that happen to me. I passed through more than a couple of moments when I was in a dire need of an opportunity. It seemed that any kind of opportunity would do. But I wasn't able to create any for myself. On the other hand there are moments in my life when some of the strangest (as in unexpected and quite interesting to say the least) opportunities are given to me; but this happens when I don't need them (for one reason or another). I remember talking to one of my friends some while ago. She was asking me why we never got to be together in the time that we've been friends. The answer was "lack of syncronization". I think this lack of syncronization is also applicable in this case. (And I can't say that I'm happy about it)

I love that I get to live those random midnight talks. With anybody, but especially with friends. I love that kind of discussions when you talk for a few minutes and then spend more time to think about what has been said. There is a lot of truth in the night and this is one of the resons why I appreciate it. I guess it is easier to tell the truth if you know that you are not able to see the other person. You only see a shadow. And these talks are all about very serios stuff like love, business ideas, the world...

I love living because perception is reality. And everybody percieves me. But not everybody percieves me in the same way. Nevertheless all these perceptions are me (or parts of me).

I love my life because... I get to write... I get to lose control... I get to find myself in impossible situations... I get to change my mind... I get to like... I get to dream. But don't ever start my talking about why I hate it. That is a never ending story. And I think all this is for the best.

Food for thought: love.