Vulnerable
day 84 - Vunerability
Today this subject cropped up.
Health insurance was the first incident. A discussion arose as to the need for health insurance. It quickly turned into a discussion about age and invalidity.To digress briefly, I love words. In particular I love words that have colour and provoke imagery. During our discussion on vunerability and the need for medical care as age creeps upon us, one of my friends used the word "insidious".
What a great word!
Back to Vunerability.
The outcome of our insurance discussion boiled down to one thing. We become vunerable as we get old and there is nothing you can do about it.
The next time it occurred was talking about loneliness this evening. It is commonly thought that new years eve is the biggest party night of the year. Everybody talks about it like it is the holy grail.
"We're going to town for new years",
"New years eve' is gonna be the biggest party ever this year",
"Ye haf ter trow yer lips on a burd on new years, it's what they want ye tuh do"
and other colourful musings.
I disagree. Now don't think I am some sort of killjoy or someone who hates fun but I detest the thought of cramming myself into a bar on new years. Thousands of people who dont go out all year decide to have a months worth of alcohol in about ten minutes, then puke on your shoes! You wait for what seems like days for a taxi home, but they dont pick you up becuase your a bloke
"You might cause trouble!",
but they pick up the group of girls standing next to you, propping each other up and wiping vomit from their hair. (Sorry about the rant, really, I am)
For me new years is a reminder of the loneliness I have felt for an entire year. I dont want to spend it getting drunk, thats too dangerous for that state of mind. I want to spend it with friends, conversing and sharing lifes tribulations over the past year and our dreams of the future. I want to spend it in the arms of a lover, bathing in the feeling that there is a future where beautiful things happen and the world is a happy place.
However this is not going to happen. The reality is I will be spending the evening reflecting on a year that was difficult. Lonely. But there is something else. The year gone may have encapsulated a troubled past but also the seeds of a bright and wonderful future.
If I can hold on to that thought it will be a good new years eve :)
Vulnerable
day 84 - Vunerability
Today this subject cropped up.
Health insurance was the first incident. A discussion arose as to the need for health insurance. It quickly turned into a discussion about age and invalidity.To digress briefly, I love words. In particular I love words that have colour and provoke imagery. During our discussion on vunerability and the need for medical care as age creeps upon us, one of my friends used the word "insidious".
What a great word!
Back to Vunerability.
The outcome of our insurance discussion boiled down to one thing. We become vunerable as we get old and there is nothing you can do about it.
The next time it occurred was talking about loneliness this evening. It is commonly thought that new years eve is the biggest party night of the year. Everybody talks about it like it is the holy grail.
"We're going to town for new years",
"New years eve' is gonna be the biggest party ever this year",
"Ye haf ter trow yer lips on a burd on new years, it's what they want ye tuh do"
and other colourful musings.
I disagree. Now don't think I am some sort of killjoy or someone who hates fun but I detest the thought of cramming myself into a bar on new years. Thousands of people who dont go out all year decide to have a months worth of alcohol in about ten minutes, then puke on your shoes! You wait for what seems like days for a taxi home, but they dont pick you up becuase your a bloke
"You might cause trouble!",
but they pick up the group of girls standing next to you, propping each other up and wiping vomit from their hair. (Sorry about the rant, really, I am)
For me new years is a reminder of the loneliness I have felt for an entire year. I dont want to spend it getting drunk, thats too dangerous for that state of mind. I want to spend it with friends, conversing and sharing lifes tribulations over the past year and our dreams of the future. I want to spend it in the arms of a lover, bathing in the feeling that there is a future where beautiful things happen and the world is a happy place.
However this is not going to happen. The reality is I will be spending the evening reflecting on a year that was difficult. Lonely. But there is something else. The year gone may have encapsulated a troubled past but also the seeds of a bright and wonderful future.
If I can hold on to that thought it will be a good new years eve :)