versatil In reply to NessieB [2012-10-03 03:57:54 +0000 UTC]

Life's been tough, but we're tougher.

Best wishes

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NessieB In reply to versatil [2012-10-05 05:37:04 +0000 UTC]

<3

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versatil In reply to sairah [2008-09-25 22:24:43 +0000 UTC]

hi!!

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sairah In reply to versatil [2008-10-08 16:57:40 +0000 UTC]

hi!!!!!!!

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-09-25 22:24:10 +0000 UTC]

Ups, downs, generally busy. I tend to forget about this place. How about you? Quite late and perhaps I shouldn't ask but what of your uncle? D:

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WidowsWalk In reply to versatil [2008-09-25 22:34:18 +0000 UTC]

Understandable, I've been really busy myself except when I'm not working. Then I'm just sleepy!
Well unfortunately he passed away, but at least he isn't in pain anymore and I got see him before he passed.
Thank you for asking.
You poetry is really good. I was wondering whether you read a lot of it,
or have taken any classes?

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-09-26 04:35:27 +0000 UTC]

Oh man I hear you about the sleepy hah. I went upstairs not too long after dropping by on dA, I don't remember why though. When I got upstairs I didn't remember why either. So..... I just kept passing out in random parts of the house, just woke up a little while ago hahaha.

I pretty much barely read at all (in general, since high school it was either from being a rebellious delinquent, a lazy asshat, or unknown to me chronic fatigue kicking in) and have never taken a poetry class. To be fair I was probably exposed to poetry here and there (like anyone else..) from english classes, peoples' online profiles, excerpts, etc

Come to think of it in college I did take a world lit course in 2003, which was mostly greco-roman literature since the classical era (like 200 BCE + several hundred years after), some of Ovid's stuff was pretty nice and I think I did end up reading the better part of his Metamorphoses, it made me want to compile a similar sort of epic poem for Islam even though I wasn't a practicing Muslim at the time. Then years later I started noticing poetry and excerpts of Rumi, a 13th century Islamic poet. I haven't read much of his stuff at all either, just a bit more than a handful but his [translated] stuff is so simple yet spiritually rich you can't help but have an instant understanding and appreciation.

most of the poetry that i put up was written while in a sort of spontaneous inspired mode, i.e. a lot of emotion came out of nowhere and went all into it. some of it i tried to write without it, in the past that didn't work out so well but as i mature i'm more able to summon the emotion/words, just not a motivation (topic/purpose) behind it. like i'll get an image i'd *like* to portray then sort of ... not make an accurate portrayal of it, imo a bit of ambiguity leaves interpretation open and may even help you say things you didn't know you intended/were trying to say, so by the time the poem is done it's revealing even to me particularly when I look back at it after a long time. (For me I look at them in wonder sometimes, like what the hell I wrote that? when/how/why? different memories, feelings, and understandings come in, it's a nice experience to leave yourself from time to time.)

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WidowsWalk In reply to versatil [2008-09-26 12:41:21 +0000 UTC]

I find it really interesting that some that I've met that write poetry have been doing it for a long time and never really taken a class. Others are actually very into it, and tend to be more historically based people who have read a lot of classical worldly stuff. So its interesting to see that its a mix.
I know that my mother has a book that we found in my grandmother's house of poetry and songs. We don't know who it came from or how she got it, however it is beautiful as well as the handwriting its written in. As I child I loved to read it, and I still love to read it to this day, unfortunately however its falling apart. I've tried to look up the poems on-line thinking maybe she just liked them and copied them from somewhere, but that doesn't seem to be the case at all, they seem to be created by whomever wrote the book (not the songs, so much as the poems). I don't know if they are published or not... to be honest, if they aren't... and if I got ahold of their family members I'd love to give it to them, and say please get her work published! Its excellent! However I have no idea how to go about doing such a thing.

But I agree with you that as someone who writes (I've written stuff myself over the years for myself)
that its interesting to go back and see what you wrote years later.
I found some stuff from high school that I went "Wow. I wrote that! That's not too shabby..." And others of it that I went "Ugh... I wrote that!? And I thought it was good enough to keep? *sigh*"
Some friends of mine have said to me that they kept notes I've written them or things I've drawn them... and it always feels really scary to hear that...
because a) I can't remember what I wrote or sketched b) I don't know if I want anyone knowing that I wrote or sketched that.
But then... I think its part of what "just happens" when your an artist... especially if you become famous after death. Everyone nitpicks your life and "Oohs" and "Ahhs" over the stuff you might be like "Oh no!... throw it out! PLEASE! Don't look at that!"
Though then I tend to keep stuff that other people give me as well I suppose. I have one I kept from someone but I can't find it, and its really aggravating me that I can't. Though if I lost it, its funny how I lost it.
It was from an old friend of mine, that I hadn't seen in years, but it was somewhat romantic. I thought he did a good job on it and I appreciated it when it was given so I just always kept it. Years later, I was living with my fiance at the time, and I found it... I was really afraid that he would not know the time span that had passed, or that we would have a discussion about why it was being kept or that if he found it he might just rip it to shreds. So I hid it somewhere. Well apparently, I hid it so well, that I can't even find it! Its like I have certain things now that if someone asked me about them, I would just be like "Oh that!? I bought that somewhere." Nope... it was a gift given to me, that I can't get rid of... I'm ridiculous... I have stubs left from movies and tickets from places I went with people. This just goes to show you... I have a ticket stub from when "The Matrix" came out. How long ago was that? *laughs*

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-09-28 21:52:18 +0000 UTC]

wow. i probably have movie stubs dating back to 01-02 somewhere, too. hahaha.

i don't really consider myself an artist but i find that i leave myself notes, sometimes even money, in places i'll know to look when the time comes. like. it'll just be there staring me in the face, "Oh. You! ... Wow. Hah. Well I'll be."

It's sad that you'd have to hide something from your fiance, but it's understandable like a good/bad thing for you to be considerate. I don't know why but I used to collect stickers, magnets, coins and cards when I was little. I don't know what happened to those collections... I took my room apart last year and I *think* they're all in this one big giant ancient brown bag.
Oh by cards I mean both sports/comic cards as well as like invitations/well-wishes sort of thing. Even if it was templated stationery given to a horde of people I would keep it, I guess for me it was like a form of compensation for something I felt was missing, or like cues/reminders of something... I'm not sure. What that weird sort of attachment holds, why, etc. is worth investigating, but perhaps like the way we hide it so well it's something we should investigate/discover when the time is right. I think we have an uncanny ability of understanding what could possibly be stored in our futures and on extremely rare occasions actually take action based on this strange knowledge when it has some sort of precision (i think, i have no strong evidence to support my claims but just from own observations).

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WidowsWalk In reply to versatil [2008-09-29 05:37:48 +0000 UTC]

ah. Well time has passed since then and he's not my fiance anymore, and that's what is best for us.
Which I guess was good/bad for us.

Hope you find it!

I guess most of the things I hold onto are kind of bittersweet.
Sweet because of what I was thinking at the time about the people they remind me of...
bitter because the moments are gone, and the people they are about are gone.
I often feel like I'm missing out on the great qualities of people I once knew
or on the qualities of people I even interact with everyday but just don't know very well.
But simply wishing something does not make it so...
and just because I see it the way I do now, does not mean they are going to understand
or share my feelings, even if we did cross paths again..

I like what you said though It sounds interesting.

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-09-29 05:45:00 +0000 UTC]

i hope you meet someone who'd make you feel as if you don't have to hide anything

i know what u mean. but those sentiments are sort of locked in their own time/space. i moved around a lot as a kid. wasnt so great seeing my childhood friends even in as little as a year down the line.

even to this day i feel as if the people i was/could have been close to stray further from decent lifestyles when i part ways with them unless they had it altogther or have people to help them in that regard to begin with.

on the other hand things like happy birthday cards are like, well, they sort of make you feel alive in that whole validate my high school existence sort of way. perhaps it is a bit childish, but it says a lot if we're not above all that (whether we should or shouldn't be is another discussion).

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WidowsWalk In reply to versatil [2008-09-29 15:39:38 +0000 UTC]

I admit that a lot of the time I have different opinions than other people, that I know they won't agree with because they've outwardly stated their opinion, for example "the Presidental Election" If I think they won't agree with my opinion, and will try to change my mind, I simply don't bring it up, or act like I'm in agreement just to keep the peace. I feel like if people are open to any opinion without taking it too seriously then I'll gladly state it. But if they are going to take it seriously and then try to badger me to change it or justify it by giving reasons, then I just keep it to myself. I don't like getting into debates unless it can be kept merely as an interesting philosophical conversation and not end up being a "my thoughts are better than yours" type of discussion.

I didn't move around a lot as a kid, but my childhood friends and I basically lost contact with one another, its a shame because they are really are what helped me to understand what "Friends" are for me. The kind of friends that would be there for you through your highs and lows and just always be poppin' in to say "hello". I've started to make some new friends, that I think are kind of like that. We have discussions, and we are starting to kind of "hang" out with each other, and its been a lot of fun. Just the other day we were talking about halloween coming up and possibly doing something for it. So I looked up activities and I think I found a place we can all go together that might be reasonably priced... but we'll see what happens.

I can understand that its hard to see people that you care about go through a hard time and feel like there is nothing you can do, but you have enough faith in them to make their own choices about what's right and wrong for them. I don't have the power in the situation, they do, and its not for me to judge whether my way is better or their way is better on any specific situation. So then I just hope that they start making the decisions that are better for them, whatever they might be. I might not necessarily agree, but just because I don't agree doesn't make me right or wrong. Everyone wants different things out of life. I do tend to get along better though with people that have similar values to me though, such as education, community service, diversity, deep compassion and spirituality. I feel lucky that in my childhood, my parents were kind of busy, my mom was supporting the family, while my dad was going through surgeries, and so they weren't always "there" like I needed them to be. However, I had some wonderful teachers that seemed to pick up the slack, and tell me "hay, your ok. Your a good student of mine, and I am proud of you." Had I not had those teachers when I was young, I don't know who I would be today. But not everyone is so lucky to have the love and support they need, and I agree that it affects them profoundly in ways they don't even realize.

I think one always likes their high school years because in that time even if you had no idea what you were doing, you had a "sure" feeling about yourself that you did. Or at least I as a teenager did. In fact, its kind of fun now for me to deal with teenagers and that generalized attitude I sometimes get from them of "I know everything, I'm a grown up I'm 16 or 19, I'm NOT a KID." *laughs* And then you think to yourself... "Oh remember those days when I felt like I knew everything? And I wasn't concerned about gas prices, or the economy, or outsourcing?" When my idea of rebellion was sneaking out of the house and staying out until 1 or 2 in the morning... Even rebellion to me now has so much more responsibility and is so much more work. If they think speaking up for what they believe in at 18 or 19 is difficult, I'd ask them to just wait a few years. They'll probably have thoughts like I have now "What a mess. I can't clean this up by myself... What are we all going to do? Should I concern myself with it... or is there no hope and I should just act like its not there... and have fun while I can?" In your teenage years you tend to have no problem thinking your smarter than your parents and you can do a better job, and make everything right as rain if given the chance. When your in your 20's your going... I'm not smarter than my parents, I don't know if I can do their job much less a better one, and I don't know if I can make anything right as rain.

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-10-23 08:51:24 +0000 UTC]

wow. really late response hehe. sad for once i finally encounter someone who responds in about as much depth as i do (yay for essay comments) and i'm not swift to jump on it hah. has its benefits though. we won't get carried away for example.

your stance on debates is good. we are afterall social animals. there are some people who you really just can't talk to. my older brother for example will pretend to utilize logic and fair rationale to rank his opinion over yours. all too often that opinion is really some selfish desire and it's really not worth going through the troubles of explaining something at such length to justify what to you doesn't even need justification simply because he is in constant, complete opposition to anything you have to say. Then there are Debbie Downers that trivialize every experience you share with their own or someone else's as if to say they're better off than you... because they're worse off than you...

I suppose for an honest person to remain silent means the other party is likely.. just not sociable. It is more complicated than that, e.g. I'm finally realizing the depth of this spiritual teaching I came across, "Speak when you wish to remain silent and remain silent when you wish to speak." While waiting for the bus one night there was a teenage girl sending her very very young siblings 1 girl, 1 boy, into the corner pharmacy to steal candies. The little girl, several years older than the boy, came back empty-handed on her 2nd attempt due to her being cognizant of a man watching her. The tiny boy strutted off, turning back only to taunt, "Ju scared!" and came back in the same confident stride he left albeit now with 50 cent candy in hand. The teenage girl was quite vulgar in speech (and form). At one point the little girl began to cry.

There were so many things wrong with that scene. There were so many things I was contemplating of doing, a number of times I just wanted to say something. Noone seemed to really care or even want to get involved. But the more I wanted to enforce my sense of justice, self-righteousness, the more I realized I'd possibly be making things harder on them. I wanted to commend the little girl for abiding by her fear, keeping herself from committing a crime. I wanted to put the teenager to shame in more ways than 1. I wanted to drag them into the shop, rat them out, and plead on their part cashing out the chump change for whatever they'd looted. But the slightest bit of involvement, in opposition to their activities, could have easily yielded irreparable damage on their relationship.

Even if it's a cruel relationship, provided there's no abuse, it's what they have. It's also like you said all you can do is trust they'll live up to making better decisions for them, their lifestyles, etc. It's a strange concept to me though to put faith in a person. From what I've been reading about Islam we're supposed to be taught to hate the condition, not the person (never seen anyone actually preach or practice this, at least not obviously). Even with that in mind i have little to no faith in man's profound capacity to change let alone each individual's. While change is inevitable by and far there are too many things about people that never really change. I have hope though. Well, not for everyone, but yeah I have hopes.

Sorry to hear about your dad. I'm sure that has many of its own benefits though. I grew up as a sickly child and am just starting year 2 of sorting all that stuff out, age 24, 25 by the end of the year. Instead of having ethnic-centric, socio-economical-centric lifestyles we develop ones based on health as much as possible. Health is all-encompassing. It sickens me how ridiculously negligent people are of this. I complain to adults that their whole "We brought you up / paid for your schooling so you're supposed to make something of yourself above and beyond us [financially]" stance is precisely what drove me into the condition I am now. Even the ones relatively close to me are completely ignorant of all the doctors and what not that I see, and when I tell them of my medical conditions (Irritabel Bowel Syndrome, Chronic Fatigue Syndrome), how everything is in concert with each other, and of sound advice from doctors whom I actually respect all they have to say is the doctors are bogus as are my claims to declining health. These are people that have had heart attacks, that snore heavily, that have "unsuccessful" children, dysfunctional families, and lead unhappy lives. These are... by and far... the pool from which our parents are drawn (this is probably different for you though).

While parents are important you can't point fingers to them for lack of love, nurture, wisdom, etc. While family as a unit is fundamental to practically every civilization each individual is ultimately responsible for their own decisions, their own life (insofar as they can be). Prophets in Abrahamic religions are a fine example of this. The conservative, Judeo-Christian values that can be pivotal in sustaining life all emerge from these men who for the most part had to grow up without their original family, parents. (I know in Islamic tradition one of Prophet Noah's wives and the son born through her drowned in the flood.) Prophet Moses, Jesus, Mohammad (peace be upon them) and so on are all incredible examples of people brought up in adversity or even completely polar socio-political climates and wound up having unparalleled effects on human history.

Yes it really helps having mentors, friends, and such along the way. It makes worlds of a difference. I remember in high school when a friend and I were pondering over suicidal thoughts. Suicide wasn't the intent, just our thoughts had taken that direction and tone. "Why is life worth living?" We really didn't have a decent answer. To me I could imagine people weeping at my grave and I remember thinking as if making a pact, "So long as there's one person that will be deeply saddened by my disappearance..." Somehow back then that was the only thing keeping me living, there was nothing interesting or particularly wonderful about life. In retrospect (at least 4-5 years later) I realized that all it would have taken to change my life, to turn it around, was to have just one genuine friend. Just one person that had enough care in the world to take persistent time outs to just *listen*. Or a role model. Someone that had an understanding of the world, had an understanding of me, had their own place in the world, comfortable in their niche, and could afford to point things out to me, rotate me in better directions despite my delinquency. All it takes is 1 such person, just 1. Could've been anyone, but we were all too busy looking and waiting to be found ourselves than committing to the appropriate people.

Man. That know-it-all syndrome is lethal. I love joking about it! "Oh, right, in the infinite knowledge of a 14-year old..." It sucks being in the 20's. We're in a curious age in which, if we're not successful or just about there, both teenagers and adults ignore us lol

the more i learn about life, whether it's actual education in school, sciences, social sciences, work experience from... work, spiritual education from religious practice and studies, emotional education through empathy and proximity to people of intriguing character, the less i come to resent. less resent about things in life, less resent towards parents. i think it's a combination of the road ahead, like the mountain in the distance... you know it's a mountain, you always knew... but it's radically different being in front of it, on it, in it, etc. a combination of that, increased respect for people & their contributions (did what they could, doing what they can), and it just makes less sense to blame things and people (there is less and less space in your life for this sort of activity (I used to say something like, "If you have the time to blame anyone you can always blame yourself first.")).

i hope you can find a good social network/web (of friends). i made all my real friends in college, ive been wondering for years what would happen once i finished college......but that time hasnt come yet hah. even though most of my friends are moving on with their life slowly (one rapidly... was just like me in so many ways in regards to no relationship, no fulltime job, stuck in college, etc. to fulltime job, not as stuck in school, serious relationship->dad (baby girl born apx. 3 weeks ago <3)->married all in the course of a year+) i can still end my hiatus from social life abruptly by calling some of em up. they're still up for the same old movies n dinner after work regardless of how expensive that sort of thing can get in Midtown Manhattan. the discussions that take place are a good blend of memes and honest concern and in general the older amongst us try to get home plenty before midnight (public commute), so it's not like we come home the next day drained and kaput even though we didn't even party or get drunk like others do. movies continue to function as an excellent pretense for bringing people together in single time/location and dinners, food continue to function as a great way to really bring people together. let me know if you discover any alternatives for us city folk lol

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WidowsWalk In reply to versatil [2008-10-23 12:36:51 +0000 UTC]

Ok, I promise that I will respond to this comment unfortunately my time is limited right now, but I wanted to post this so you know that I'm not simply blowing you off or ignoring you. But I like conversing with you! We seem like we'd actually get along with one another even if we have different viewpoints, but it seems like so far we are kind of on the same page?, which that's a cool thing! I'm so jealous you live in Manhattan. I used to live in New York and I miss it so much!!!! One of my coworkers here said his daughter is in N Y C and he said when he visits her that he likes New Yorkers, he thinks that we are really nice, and not the way that we are portrayed. I wanted to give him a huge hug and yet be like "Yes We ROCK!"

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-10-23 15:59:16 +0000 UTC]

haha. i dont live in manhattan, i work and hang out there though. i'm in queens. uni is in brooklyn. im all over the place hehe.

we do have a strange view of the world. the diversity is intense and while there's no end to interesting people it's not the sort of place i'd expect to find/look for open-minded folk (i discover this stuff through my friends lol).

also i cant imagine living outside of nyc. but for other people they know the differences in the outrageous costs of living lol like a good house in other parts of new york can go for < 100k, but in the city you pay many times that, so not worth it (but dont tell us that lol).

and take your time responding. get back to it as you would in your own leisure. no worries

cheers

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WidowsWalk In reply to versatil [2008-10-27 13:21:35 +0000 UTC]

Hay stomping grounds is stomping grounds.
Always why I've had a special love for cities... all that culture smashed and mashed together into one condensed space.
Its like a potent drug for me... "heart of the city" or whatever... got to hear it *thump thump* its beat.
So I won't tell you its not worth it!
Especially since well... I don't live in the city...
and uhh... to be honest... yeah... its not exciting here.
My art is probably the best escape I got out here...
Not that I don't like where I live... its ok.
It just lol... doesn't have that "city feel" that I so adore.
I saw a lady just the other day with a scarf by a designer out in California.
I only knew it because I found his stuff on the net and I liked it.
I've been thinking about purchasing one, but I really don't think she got it HERE.
Stuff like that in this town is hard to come by.
You have to go to bigger cities like NYC, Chicago, or LA.
But anywho... I'm rambling.
So what are you studying in brooklyn?

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WidowsWalk In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-10-30 01:38:33 +0000 UTC]

I find life to be like a juggling act... its a constant perpetual moment of catching things, only to have them be up in the air a moment later... So foundations are important to keep you grounded... after all who wants to juggle while say standing on a banana peel? Those suckers are slippery.

Mmm... don't know what to say about University. I've been in college a long time, I still don't have a degree, although I've certainly spent at least 4 years in it... and I'm taking a break now to kind of figure out where I want to concentrate. Which at first I felt like I was kind of a failure not to have the answers or be more focused... but as I talk to a lot of older people around me that have gotten degrees in various things... they all say. That's typical. They didn't know what they wanted to do either, and half of them that I talk to, aren't even in a job where they really utilize their degree... so overall I don't care whether I get a degree or not, as long as I'm happy in life, and can take care of myself and my family. Everything else, is just well... everything else.

Working somewhere and I really like it. I work with really nice people...

To be honest I can't really explain why I'm content as a single person...
I think part of it is not depending on other people to make me happy.
Happiness to me is kind of like an attitude. Its something that you give yourself
in order to be able to share it with others. Cause umm... you can't be happy without
allowing yourself it. If that makes any sense.
But just because your happy, does not mean that other people will share in it.
It sounds terrible but you'll find that its not that some people want to be miserable.
Its that they literally in some unconscious way choose it.
Each of us chooses how we look at the world and other people and how we act of course...
I read a quote yesterday that I liked that said
"Attitudes are contagious. Are yours worth catching?"

There was another one I read but I can't recall it completely. Something about there are two forms of light. The one that casts it, as if it were a flame, or a mirror, the one who reflects it.
So basically a good relationship I think two people are like happy flaming candles with mirrors fixed on each other. The light bounces everywhere!

I caught your name when I first spoke to you, so umm, didn't really have to ask... If I may be so curious, what does your name mean? How is it said? If I'm saying it correctly its very soothing. It fits you then, you seem so calm

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-10-29 03:21:28 +0000 UTC]

Oh gosh. For once I don't think I can go on at length about stuff. lol I am on the other end of the fashion savvy spectrum, you know, the not-fashion-savvy-at-all fashion savvy. hah. and I have such a NYC-centric view of the world since I barely even step foot out of the city EVER. I've been to Chicago once and laughed at how parts of it were a poor attempt at mimicking Manhattan.

There's so much more vitality to city life than we know, later in the year at work I had the pleasure of single-handedly developing the site for a "Jane Jacobs & the Future of New York" Exhibition. While I didn't read any of her books or look too deeply into the subject the stuff in there was very eye-opening. A freelancer we had on board at the time had actually read material on, about, and related to Robert Moses and had some more intimate knowledge with the prejudices and neglect of the times. The past 2 centuries is so chalk full of non-secret history and yet it's as if you really need to dig to find out about all sorts of (incl. the unfortunately misguided) forward-moving things people dedicated their life to.

I originally entered Polytechnic to pursue a comp sci degree thinking it must be the closest thing to computer programming b/c there was no "Computer Programming" on the check list. hahaha. in a couple of years I switched to Liberal Studies just on account of feasibility, i.e. i still had so many things to sort out, family issues, persistent health problems, comp sci wouldve taken forever or killed me. Ironically enough Liberal Studies introduced more problems than I was asking for and probably wound up taking up more time to complete (I'm hoping this is the last semester, ayeesh!). But i wouldn't trade anything for it. I prefer humanities and social sciences over anything else really.

I did try and delve into design but the school was quite lacking in that department, also it doesnt offer any languages (asides from English). Somehow my career as a web developer wound up having me move further away from design, i.e. i was doing more and more coding, all sorts of coding. In school I touched a bit on graphic design stuff, taught myself some things, studied super briefly under a visiting professor/artist while she was around, and can barely really even recall what sort of classes i went in/out of, the myriad of extracurricular activities/organizations i immersed myself in and contributed to. it's all a blur at this point. but right now i'm taking 2 course: Biology & Society, Environmental Psychology (intro). It's incredible how the two work really well together. Also in the latter Jane Jacobs is brought up a number of times and i have to resist being obnoxious and foolish and being like OOOOH OOOH I did the website for her Exhibition! hahaha But yeah. these 2 courses have had an immediate effect on my world view and even work/design principles. i mention this to my professors and they joke, "What? No immediate application to the workplace allowed!"

university stuff are so much more dragged out and full of stress than they should be. part of me wonders if it's worth it. i mean on one hand if you know what you're getting into and what you're getting out of it then perhaps it isn't, but my experience has been riddled with randomness/serendipity for both better and worse. on one hand i know i wouldnt trade it for anything. on the other hand i dont have a concrete idea how i'll turn it all into a trade hahaha. i love to think, speculate, discuss, but i dont know if theres an economic place for that (that wouldnt suck the essence out of it) and what my place in it would be.

what about you? are you studying anything? working?

also what's your secret with being content whilst single. i've always been single. i was content for like the last year. i think withdrawal is kicking in along with desperation and i'm presently trying to kick those feelings out so i can function like a normal person hahaha.

btw i dont know if i mentioned or if you asked but my name is Abed

-Abed (lol)

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-04-02 06:36:52 +0000 UTC]

Thanks for the encouragement! I appreciate it.

Will do! Though I guess I shouldn't take it too literally and uh... put an end to teh reply. >_>

stay well!

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WidowsWalk In reply to versatil [2008-04-02 15:28:38 +0000 UTC]

Your welcome.
Do you like NYC?
I'm sure its a hidden beauty.
Well I'm well enough I suppose,
considering the circumstances but
cheers! You simply must do the same.

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versatil In reply to WidowsWalk [2008-04-03 03:55:25 +0000 UTC]

I cannot imagine living anywhere but this city. The pace is unreal but I'd be a bit empty without it. It's definitely not for everyone and is probably the worst choice for a vacation spot as you won't get any R&R. But what can I say, I'm relatively at home here.

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WidowsWalk In reply to versatil [2008-04-03 13:45:57 +0000 UTC]

Originally I'm from Upstate NY, and though I was only at NYC when I was little, and all I can remember is the Statue of Liberty, I can tell you... yes, out here away from my childhood destination in NY, I have been very homesick.
There is something beautiful about all that hustle & bustle isn't there? Like the inner workings of an ant hill, or a Queen Bee with her drones.

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versatil In reply to bara [2004-03-11 22:11:08 +0000 UTC]

::
::boils::
::faints::

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versatil In reply to sairah [2004-02-08 05:17:17 +0000 UTC]

hrm.. apparently i did

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versatil In reply to bara [2004-02-06 03:51:51 +0000 UTC]

wow for once, thank you for the spam [not being sarcastic]

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