I always tend to pick the less obvious choices because I’m afraid of being like everyone else. But that makes me like everyone else who thinks the same way doesn’t it? But sometimes the obvious choices are obvious for a reason and the less obvious turns out to be the harder one that takes more time and effort which sucks when it’s something you just want to get over and done with. But while it’s nice when decisions turn out to be easy when you need them to be, some times you miss learning from the mistakes you didn’t make, couldn’t make, because you weren’t there.
Sydney weather has hit it’s lowest for the year, I think. My heart sinks a little every morning I look outside and the sky is not the brilliant blue I always expect it to be. Even then, the shadows run long and the wind bites. I’m still in a bit of a denial and I’m sure I’ve left part of myself somewhere in the Aegean.. my Winter clothes are still sitting in a box in the basement and I can’t be bothered to get them out. No wonder I’m freezing my ass off! But ironically I find Winter a little less cold each year. Perhaps I’m finally getting used to it, and perhaps it’s finally getting used to me?
It’s only July but I’m already obsessed with the coming (Australian) Summer months – planning, anticipating, day-dreaming.. it feels a little like the void a lover leaves only there’s nothing you can really do about the weather but to wait, or move with it.. and I can’t say I haven’t been tempted to especially when I have so many amazing friends around the world. Some days I wonder if this wanderlust is a curse or a blessing. I can’t seem to get Summer’s promise of sunshine and freedom out of my head..
Next stop – Tasmania. In Winter. Oh dear.
Holidays are funny things; the good ones I mean. You can’t really bear to leave but you do. You can’t really bear to be back but you are. Suddenly it all seems so far away, like that was another lifetime ago where the sun’s out and only thing you think of in the morning is where to get the morning’s fresh coffee.. not knowing what that day might bring, whom you may meet and what you will learn.. I’ve been really inspired from my time away and a place like Greece for someone like me is an awakening of sorts.. suddenly Sydney has lost it’s appeal.. perhaps it’s becoming a little too familiar.. perhaps it’s the Winter weather.. I wonder if that’s a good thing or not. I’m sure it’s only temporary.. I’ve always been happier in Summer.
Right now: day dreaming about sun-soaked days on a remote Greek island while lamenting the end of Summer in this part of the world. Reality is putting another load of laundry on, feeding the cat and changing the sheets. It couldn’t be more different. Even the sun has not been out enough for it to feel like Summer lately, today a blanket of dreary gray has kept a decent amount of warm air and moisture close to ground, quite like KL weather (or, as the Aussies call it, quite muggy) leaving my endless desire for warm sunny days only half-fulfilled.
Soon: more gray blankets, breezier south easterlies, falling mercury. You don’t really need to know me to know that I am not a fan of cooler months, but even then I would not entirely discount the possibility that I may one day grow to enjoy them more.
Feeling very much under the weather at the moment, I’ve caught a bad cold and it’s quite hard refraining from over-extending myself as I normally would. I have some photo posts to catch up on!
In the meantime here’s something I came across recently that I thought I should share – a thought provoking article about selfish love, equal love, a creed that Objectivist Ayn Rand has always stood for..
“Love is not self-sacrifice, but the most profound assertion of your own needs and values. It is for your own happiness that you need the person you love, and that is the greatest compliment, the greatest tribute you can pay to that person.”
– Playboy’s Interview with Ayn Rand, March 1964
While mainly about romantic love I think the values discussed in this article applies to all important relationships that we forge because the people closest to our hearts are our equals and to be loved and appreciated in return for who you are rather than what you sacrifice is the most honest form of love there is.
Link: “I love you, because I love myself”
