things get heavy sometimes

There’s so much going on. With the economy. In the world. In my life. In yours.

Re: the economy, a guy I knew in college is ready for some serious ish to go down. I really don’t think it’ll get that bad, but I do think I could thrive if we did have a serious economic (and thus social) collapse. Thankyouverymuch to my practical parents and all those labor and service jobs and random hobbies of my teens and early twenties. I feel him and his commenters on itchin’ for the empire to fall. Sometimes I just want that damn overdue revolution.

Re: the world, well, the economy is a big part of that one, too. Plus, our presidential election. Side note: The cab driver who took us to the airport Thursday night (side side note: screw Delta redeyes) talked with us about the VP debate passionately. He’s from Kenya. He drives a cab at night and on weekends, and goes to school at UW during the day. He said was following the advice someone gave him after he’d been in the States a bit: “If you want to raise your income level, raise your education level.” He sounded like he was torn about the debate at the beginning of our conversation — “She sounded great!” and “This will be a tough election.” I did admit the she-devil sounded better than in her interviews. I didn’t want to offend this guy if he was really unsure, but I wanted to shake him (not while driving, of course — I’d rather not veer off the viaduct and die on my way to the airport) and yell, “Nooooo! Palin and McCain DO NOT have your best interest in mind! They never will!” Instead, Luc brought up how often McCain agreed with Bush and let him run with it from there, and did he ever. But the driver seemed smart — like he had actually been testing us through genuine conversation. Sometimes I love people.

Re: me, I loved NYC. I think I’d rather live in London if I could pick any big ol’ expensive-as-hell city with awesome public transit to live in (that I’ve visited), but if you offered me a spot in Brooklyn (esp. Heights), I wouldn’t argue. I’d totally do New York. I was angry when I got back to SeaTac and realized I didn’t have the option of taking a train to Seattle. Stupid lack of mass transit. Sometimes I hate this city.

Re: you, even if you aren’t consciously aware of it, life is happening and it’s probably passing you by while you wait for something else to happen. Economic woes, neurotic impulses, fears and hopes — it’s all a part of it. You just have to sit up and choose to take notice; pay attention to right now. I think that’s my meditation class talking. Sometimes things get heavy, but that’s no excuse to not experience them fully.

One Response to “things get heavy sometimes”

  1. 7ucky on 07 Oct 2008 at 9:03 pm

    “Sometimes things get heavy, but that’s no excuse to not experience them fully.”

    Word, yo… word.

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