Surprisingly, no.
I think it’s time for bed. I’m tired of hearing lullabies.
‘Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow...’
Friday, 27 August 2010
Another Personal Message.
Some things don’t change much. I’ve realised over the last few weeks that a few of the instincts I had when I was sixteen are still with me, undiminished. Only now they’re overlaid with experience, a different sense of self, and an aversion to mirrors. Does that make them easier to deal with?
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Life is built up on experiences and lessons- some that'll stick with us forever, and others we just never learn from.
you know, I was just thinking the other day that the bad selfish habits that kids have when they were young don't just go away with maturity. They are buried underneath it, and sometimes, those true colours flash through and you realised you haven't made a very big effort to fix up some of those old, bad habits.
There's this chinese saying that goes something like 'What you are when you are three, determines what you are when you will be 80'.
<3 macbeth :)
Lu: I'm happy to think that I've learned a lot this time round. But some things are just buried too deeply in the genes. Surgery can only go so deep.
Carms: Bad habits? I don't have any bad habits. Except... oh, and there's... er... and... OK. I confess. But I'm a bloody long way from 80 yet!
Maria: Well done. I find it useful to know at least one Shakespeare well. You can find a quotation for almost anything. I was going to quote 'My way of life is fallen into the sear, the yellow leaf.' But then I decided I wasn't quite THAT miserable, or that self-indulgent. Ho, ho.
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