We are in a society that hates emotions. They are rejected as being anti-intellectual, anti-political, anti-everything. We are animals with brains. People all over the world have inherited the disease firstly of feeling that money is the answer to their life’s problems and secondly that intellectualism is an answer to their problems.
We need to stop intellectualizing so much and rely on what we feel. If you feel something, it’s true. The only truth you can really know is something emotional that you feel. When we lose our instincts for truth, we are nothing.
– John Cassavetes
Been a while since I write my own thoughts. I’ve been away for almost four weeks basking in the sun soaking the atmosphere enjoying the weather admiring the views immersing myself in a different culture and generally doing nothing but what I love to do in that moment. I crisscrossed the island on foot, drove around, swam in lagoons and tasted the food. I’ve been in a hospital also. Cost me a fortune but my health insurance will pay me back only I don’t know when. They say it may take a while since it is a large amount of money but I see it as saving; money I don’t have in my hand so therefore I can’t spend.
I’m home now with tons of laundry and lots to do in the garden. At least the slugs and snails didn’t devour my entire population of plants like I expected them to do. My chocolate mints died. D. said he upended small bottles of water in the pots but he said it was not enough to last for the entire time we were gone but I suspected he had forgotten to do it because I didn’t see any indentation on the soil next to the plants. So, today I drove to the garden center to get new ones but like always I purchased more than I needed. Believe you me I will have second thoughts buying anything for myself but will not hesitate to acquire something for the garden or for the house. I’m crazy that way. It gives me so much joy to shop for both and see them transform a space. The plants which are damaged by late frost are struggling to survive. They are still there but most of them become sort of bonsai, little miniature examples of their former selves. I hope they will totally revive next year.
I reckon it will take me a week to go back to normal. I will return to writing after everything settled. But first I have to attend two big parties. One is the silver jubilee of a company and another is a retirement event for my father-in-law. The first one calls for a dress code. ‘Future’ is the theme we have to abide. Lots of shining garments dominated by silver and white in casual attire. I don’t know yet if I’m going to attend since parties are not my thing but let’s see when it’s time to go. Maybe I will and then again maybe not.
I wrote this piece without pause and without edit so if you spy some mistakes, look the other way. Until next time and enjoy the warm weather.