"Those" moments..., Thoughts

Barely Beating.

Seafront evening

My seas have calmed. The winds, abated. The tempest’s fire has smoldered low, leaving only a memory. She was a maelstrom. A squall I was unprepared to face let alone handle. I see her in the distance now. The space between us I must strive to keep. Is it over or will she turn into a perfect storm once more?

I survived her. I’ve overcome. At least i’d want to think to myself. I know I’m safe at anchor. I’ve secured my mooring.

I can’t, however, sink the feeling that I’m drifting, slowly, away from the jetty of security. I can feel it when I close my eyes, when the world waxes taciturn. I close them now…and it’s there. Seemingly gentle ripples gradually pulling me away. The water rocking my craft into the unknown. I’m being drawn off the docks in the opposite direction of the storm. Into calm, indifferent and vacant waters.

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How to (almost) always win and never be wrong

Sunshine in a Vaccume

Don’t get me wrong (heh). I actually love being wrong. You don’t learn anything new when you’re right. Being wrong however opens up a new world of knowledge, possibilities and personal evolution despite the general feelings people have toward the same and the ignominy it usually entails. Why shouldn’t we take the opportunity to learn when in the wrong? We’ll be better for it. A little embarrassment can’t kill. More on that later.

Having said that, know that this article isn’t a manual to manipulation, psychological prowess or a how-to into being a socially accepted know-it-all so one could force, bluff, or that-other-word-that’s-already-in-your-head their way into being right. If you are truly wrong nothing can save you, nothing noble at least. So don’t argue for argument’s sake, especially for the sake of being right. Stand for something. Be a torch-holder for the dispersion of truth, wisdom and self-betterment instead of ignorance and self-importance.

So how can one avoid (almost) ever being wrong?

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This Is The Kind Of Love I’m Looking For

“I want someone who maybe doesn’t love me the first time they meet me. I wouldn’t love me the first time I met me. Someone who still doesn’t necessarily feel anything the second or third time we meet, but who loves me when they love me. Maybe when they’ve memorized my order at coffee shops. Or when they’ve memorized exactly how long I can last on the elliptical, and exactly how many calories I burn each time. When they can recite verbatim and fully appreciate the stories I tell, the dramatic pauses I take, the faces I make, the truths I stretch each time I tell them.”

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I want someone who maybe doesn’t love me the first time they meet me. I wouldn’t love me the first time I met me. Someone who still doesn’t necessarily feel anything the second or third time we meet, but who loves me when they love me. Maybe when they’ve memorized my order at coffee shops. Or when they’ve memorized exactly how long I can last on the elliptical, and exactly how many calories I burn each time. When they can recite verbatim and fully appreciate the stories I tell, the dramatic pauses I take, the faces I make, the truths I stretch each time I tell them.

Someone who loves me when they know my favorite pair of jeans. Who still loves me when they find out just how many times I wear them between washes. Someone that loves me when they learn that snow makes me sad, rain makes…

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