I have, for years and years, rebelled against social consensus reality. It was a stupid game. One can isolate one's self to some degree, but if one is out and about in the world, one is playing the consensus reality game.
Thinking I was not playing just got me classified as a loony by the unforgiving and an eccentric by the tolerant. Being really bright allowed me to get away with it. But it's a hard way to live.
I get easily frustrated by what seems to me to be the obtuse people in the world. And by obstructionists. Even when I know certain people are going to react in exactly those ways, I persist in delivering my point of view in ways that will create those responses.
It's a fine and delicate art to know how to get a die-hard obstructionist to embrace change. It's an art I'm not very skilled at. :)
But logic will not win in social situations. I have got to stop using that as the only tool in my cabinet. And I'd better learn to love things they way they are. Exactly the way they are.
I can lean against the brick wall and it will slowly move in the direction I'm interested in going. Or I can run headlong into it repeatedly until I get sick of the pain. I think I'll lean. :)
Now, I'm off to clean my body and make another attempt to find fishnets for Friday. I've not played Riff in weeks. I'd better review the movie a couple of times. My knee is not perfect (not that it every will be again) but it is not in the way of Riff, I think.
I had a dream about Gag Awards last night. One member of cast was given a gag as a Gag Award. I was being mean in that dream.
Last night was banana split night. It was good.
And I'm procrastinating. Fool.
Thinking I was not playing just got me classified as a loony by the unforgiving and an eccentric by the tolerant. Being really bright allowed me to get away with it. But it's a hard way to live.
I get easily frustrated by what seems to me to be the obtuse people in the world. And by obstructionists. Even when I know certain people are going to react in exactly those ways, I persist in delivering my point of view in ways that will create those responses.
It's a fine and delicate art to know how to get a die-hard obstructionist to embrace change. It's an art I'm not very skilled at. :)
But logic will not win in social situations. I have got to stop using that as the only tool in my cabinet. And I'd better learn to love things they way they are. Exactly the way they are.
I can lean against the brick wall and it will slowly move in the direction I'm interested in going. Or I can run headlong into it repeatedly until I get sick of the pain. I think I'll lean. :)
Now, I'm off to clean my body and make another attempt to find fishnets for Friday. I've not played Riff in weeks. I'd better review the movie a couple of times. My knee is not perfect (not that it every will be again) but it is not in the way of Riff, I think.
I had a dream about Gag Awards last night. One member of cast was given a gag as a Gag Award. I was being mean in that dream.
Last night was banana split night. It was good.
And I'm procrastinating. Fool.