I am quite in love with my mind. It is a brilliant box that holds many thoughts, secrets and memories.There is a part of it though that I hate. There is one part of it that antagonises me, keeps me awake at night, prevents me from thinking outside it. Its the uncertainties it…
I hope this isn’t weird. When I first read your blog, I got to this post and found myself answering some of the questions you posed as I read it. Also, I felt like they were kind of relevant to my life. So uh, here they are :P
What are friends?
Wikipedia defines friendship as:
“a relationship of mutual affection between two or more people.” And notes that “friendship is a stronger form of interpersonal bond than an acquaintanceship.”
The Free Dictionary describes a friend as:
“A person whom one knows, likes, and trusts. A person whom one knows; an acquaintance. A person with whom one is allied in a struggle or cause; a comrade. One who supports, sympathises with, or patronises a group, cause, or movement: friends of the clean air movement. Friend A member of the Society of Friends; a Quaker.”
The Free Dictionary also notes:
“A friend is a lover, literally. The relationship between Latin amcus “friend” and am “I love” is clear, as is the relationship between Greek philos “friend” and phile “I love.” In English, though, we have to go back a millennium before we see the verb related to friend. At that time, frond, the Old English word for “friend,” was simply the present participle of the verb fron, “to love.” The Germanic root behind this verb is *fr-, which meant “to like, love, be friendly to.” Closely linked to these concepts is that of “peace,” and in fact Germanic made a noun from this root, *frithu-, meaning exactly that.”
Finally, the epitome of modern linguistics, Urban Dictionary states that a real friend is someone you can fart in front of and that ‘friends are nice’.
Why am I thinking of having children at this point of my life?
BECAUSE BABIES ARE LOVELY and one day it might be nice to make your own little person and you’re allowed to think about whatever you please.
Am I overbearing?
Adjective: Unpleasantly or arrogantly domineering.
Synonyms: imperious - masterful - domineering - arrogant - haughty
No. You are passionate and bubbly and thoughtful.
Can I call someone without it being weird? Do I wait for the right opportunity, that opportunity that I’ve so perfectly choreographed in my head?
Yes, do it, and no, do not wait. Take a risk. It might not work out, but even knowing that it wasn’t supposed to work out is worth taking the risk. Taking risks is freedom.
Is there such things as a perfect opportunity?
No. A million times no.
Should I just wing it?
Always. Everyone else is.
Does he like me? Do I like him?
What does my cat really think about me?
When cats sit with their back perfectly curved and their feet tucked in tight and their eyes gently closed, they are meditating on how they would like to tear off our faces as we sleep.
Can I actually write?
Never. Stop. Writing.
Should I stay out late?
Only if you don’t want to be snuggled up in bed with a book and a cup of tea.
Should I drink more?
Do I swear too much? Should i swear more?
Be you. Be not afraid of judgement.
Do I have any control of my life?
Well, it depends which philosophical and/or psychological and/or neurobiological theory you subscribe to.
How much do other people control my life?
As much as you let them.
Why am I wasting my time with hypothetical situations? Why am I wasting my life with hypothetical situations?
Blame your prefrontal cortex.
Kate you are truly an amazing person! This was so lovely to read. Thank you so much! You have always been someone that I’ve looked up to, because you are such an intelligent, beautiful, creative person and everything you have written here means the world to me.