Some random thoughts I have had this month. And perhaps some not so random thoughts that I don’t feel like explaining but need to express anyway. Make of them whatever you wish.
- Nine years ago this month, I was in Turkey. Last year I was in Seattle, Washington. I wonder where I may be next year, or nine years from now.
- Ray Bradbury is a genius. I plan on elaborating further at a different time but for now the reason I thought of this is because I was revisiting some of the short stories I have read in my life and was thinking of “The Veldt”. A story that is set in the future, which is increasingly less fiction these days and more reality, I think it’s a story that parents should read because it has an exaggerated point about technology and children. I won’t give it away but I will be printing out a copy and giving it to my brother and sister-in-law because I don’t ever want them to be trapped in a virtual reality at the mercy of their children. Not that I think my sweet, beautiful girls would ever do what the kids in the story do. But best to be safe and not sorry.
- I love history about as much as I love literature. I am reading a book by one of my favorite British historians Alison Weir, which is about the fall and the last days of Anne Boleyn’s life. If there is any example in history that teaches there is no such thing as love, it is her story for sure.
- In recent months, several people have made comments about my fingernails. They are not all that long but for whatever reason, they are under scrutiny. It started with my sister at Thanksgiving telling me that they are “wolf claws”, followed by a couple of guys in my life saying that they seem unwieldy and speculating on how I can bowl with them. I can bowl, type, bake, cook, put contacts in and take them out with no problems. The final commentaries I have gotten are from two four year olds I know. One was inquiring about how they got so long and why and the other was trying to test their strength by pushing on them perhaps to see if they would break, which they didn’t. Seriously, they aren’t that long and they symbolize something important to me. I was a nail biter when I was a kid. Chewed and bit them until I drew blood. My parents tried everything to get me to stop and nothing worked, until one day when I was in my twenties, I decided to stop. Out of the blue, no particular reason, just stopped. Now I feel naked if I don’t have them grown out. My fingernails may be unfashionable or distasteful to some, yet for me they are a sign of my power over myself. A conquest of myself, by myself. If they break while I am bowling or moving (which I will be soon alas), that is one thing. But I am not cutting them. If you don’t like it, stay out of my “wolf claws” reach.
- I need to get my Xbox fixed. I miss Halo and bashing aliens to death. And yes, I have admitted many times to being a total geek. This should not come as a surprise to anyone.
- I have three immediate family members that are in different, not so safe countries right now. Its hard enough not to worry about peeps when they are in the same city so imagine what its like to have them so far away. Huge chunks of my heart are apart from me. I guess this is what its like to have horcruxes. But not evil Voldemort horcruxes, but rather Farheen worry horcruxes…
- People don’t change unless they have a very good reason to. Someone I trusted tried to convince me that they had changed but the truth is what I had known all along. If someone is telling you that they have changed, they probably haven’t. Change speaks for itself and needs no words to be seen. Actions are always more revealing than words, in my humble opinion anyway.
There is always more to say but this is all for now. Sometimes you have nothing to say but use too many words, and then there are times there are too many things to say but not enough words to be heard.
Until next time friends. Be happy and safe.