belated valentine’s message for my friends
i am not a parent. but trying to imagine your lifes, my friends, makes me certain that this is the case: kids & grown-ups will never really understand each other. at least, kids will never understand adults. when they do, that’s exactly when they are no longer kids. when you start to feel that life really is about being in the reality of things (as martin krasnik said somewhere). and not about planning for future achievements and goals and dreams. not too many vivid daydreams of what living, loving, eating, working, sleeping, partying, hanging, singing and, and, and…will be like. you realize that the meal you have cooked for yourself, you have cooked out of choice. this is the meal you are presenting yourself with! eat it. or think of something else to cook. circumstances play a part too, i guess. where have i put myself? oh, here i am…
it’s a bit ridiculous, really… that, as i grow up, i start to feel that the whole society has been put around to fulfill my needs alone. yet, is it clear which of them built the other? needs didn’t necessarily come first. we need to consider quite frequently, if we get numbed by all sorts and types of instant gratifications? life is too short for crap.
part of growing up is also that you don’t mind blending in so much anymore. no need to live in a white castle. a # in an apartment building is fine. tasteful and discrete. nothing too fancy. why? because you are here. in the real world. god put a smile on your face. and it’s important in my view, to try and do something to make a difference. even if its tiny. wonderful mother theresa said it. all the time. constantly. try to improve your social surroundings with what you can. i cleaned the elevator in my apartment building today (its been bugging me for a while). that, blipping some mighty fine music, and this blog post (!) was all i had for the world on valentine’s day.
that was the day i wrote the majority of this post… but it had a kind of capitalist sidetrack that i needed to edit out before publishing. don’t know why it took me so long. but i wrote it on that day, because i missed you. i want to grow up with you. a bit longer, please. and remind you to love hard and laugh out loud with your friends (as well as your kids) once in a while. life is this. i hope you had a sweet day, as i did with my ab fab valentine. thank you for growing up along my side. x
tags:friendship, growing up, materialism, valentine, zen
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