I was watching the movie Clockwatchers the other night. It's a good movie about some office temps starring Toni Collette and Parker Posey. Anyway, Parker Posey's character asks Toni Collette at one point if she's ever felt like she's floating, like she's not connected to anyone or anything. That's kinda I've been feeling lately. I feel like my friends have disappeared, my social life has dried up, and I've been left floating through a human desert. See as nice as it is to have friends and things to do the inherent problem with them is that they become too easy to rely on, too easy to think of as always being there when you need some company, or advice, or entertainment, but unless you're the lucky type that has loads of friends that are just as bored and desprerate to do something as you are then at some point you'll find that they just aren't going to be there whenever you want or need them to be. This isn't a good thing. People need people from time to time, but I think it's important to be able to be alone and be ok with it, and over the past year or so I think I've forgotten that.
In the movie About a Boy Will (Hugh Grant) says that all men are islands and you only have to visit the mainland every once in a while. I used to believe that but then I started spending a lot more time on the mainland and my island became overgrown and neglected, less and less attractive, no sunny retreat for young swedish tourists, not bloody Ibiza anymore. Lately though it feels like not only have I been spending a lot more time there, but my dingy has holes in it and it's a bit too far of a swim to the mainland. All I can do it spell SOS in the sand and hope a random airplane flies by. I used to like my island but it needs to be cleaned up. It needs to become once again a place I enjoy being, where I feel content and glad that it's a nice place and that the mainland is never too far away. It's a small island but this seems like such a large task. So Where do I begin? Hmmm, maybe I could build a helicopter out of coconuts and drift wood?
In the movie About a Boy Will (Hugh Grant) says that all men are islands and you only have to visit the mainland every once in a while. I used to believe that but then I started spending a lot more time on the mainland and my island became overgrown and neglected, less and less attractive, no sunny retreat for young swedish tourists, not bloody Ibiza anymore. Lately though it feels like not only have I been spending a lot more time there, but my dingy has holes in it and it's a bit too far of a swim to the mainland. All I can do it spell SOS in the sand and hope a random airplane flies by. I used to like my island but it needs to be cleaned up. It needs to become once again a place I enjoy being, where I feel content and glad that it's a nice place and that the mainland is never too far away. It's a small island but this seems like such a large task. So Where do I begin? Hmmm, maybe I could build a helicopter out of coconuts and drift wood?