...and foolishness survives.
Jul. 5th, 2007 11:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
flexagonIt's pretty funny that someone else posted lately about having an attack of the shoulds. I've been hearing a lot of "shoulds" from outside myself lately -- no one person, just various directions. It's sometimes been getting me down, and today it finally didn't get me down even though I kind of feel it, uh, should have. Ah, universe, you silly old goat. But you are raining and I like the sound of it.
I am feeling oddly playful, maybe from dance class tonight. I say let's get jiggy with it -- form a circle with me and let's do the dance of the shoulds. It's a stompy kind of dance. What do other people think you should do? According to various sources, I should be more loyal to my work project, and I shouldn't even consider staying at Colubrid, and I shouldn't leave Colubrid, and I shouldn't work for the large famous search company. I shouldn't take my pants off without checking whether the windowshade is down, and I shouldn't prioritize yoga as highly as I do, and I shouldn't support Starbucks, and I shouldn't mind much when my friends move out of town, and I shouldn't let my cats walk all over the kitchen counters, and I shouldn't carbon offset my flights because the offset companies are a scam, and I shouldn't be afraid of writing a compiler, and I shouldn't wait two hours after getting up to have breakfast, and I shouldn't clip my kitty's claws with people nail clippers, and I shouldn't eat meat, and I shouldn't use a financial advisor, and I shouldn't like the Doors, and I shouldn't have trouble with Lisp syntax, and I shouldn't water my ivy plant so often and... oh good lord, people, I just looked out the window and saw a skunk lolloping down the sidewalk in the rain. The next person to come along was dressed up and wearing heels. There's room for variety in the world.
To quote from a poem I particularly liked (see this post for the whole thing):
I bite on a toothpick and pretend
immortality.
it's all so fair and so awful, it's all so
awfully fair.
my feet walk in cosmic
dust
and foolishness
survives.
I am feeling oddly playful, maybe from dance class tonight. I say let's get jiggy with it -- form a circle with me and let's do the dance of the shoulds. It's a stompy kind of dance. What do other people think you should do? According to various sources, I should be more loyal to my work project, and I shouldn't even consider staying at Colubrid, and I shouldn't leave Colubrid, and I shouldn't work for the large famous search company. I shouldn't take my pants off without checking whether the windowshade is down, and I shouldn't prioritize yoga as highly as I do, and I shouldn't support Starbucks, and I shouldn't mind much when my friends move out of town, and I shouldn't let my cats walk all over the kitchen counters, and I shouldn't carbon offset my flights because the offset companies are a scam, and I shouldn't be afraid of writing a compiler, and I shouldn't wait two hours after getting up to have breakfast, and I shouldn't clip my kitty's claws with people nail clippers, and I shouldn't eat meat, and I shouldn't use a financial advisor, and I shouldn't like the Doors, and I shouldn't have trouble with Lisp syntax, and I shouldn't water my ivy plant so often and... oh good lord, people, I just looked out the window and saw a skunk lolloping down the sidewalk in the rain. The next person to come along was dressed up and wearing heels. There's room for variety in the world.
To quote from a poem I particularly liked (see this post for the whole thing):
I bite on a toothpick and pretend
immortality.
it's all so fair and so awful, it's all so
awfully fair.
my feet walk in cosmic
dust
and foolishness
survives.
