Of Bags.

smug? moi? don't be ridiculous.

really do reflect on this heaps from time to time.. not even sure if I detest (and hence want desperately to change) or enjoy it (and hence revel in it)..

World Press Photo '07

what IS wrong with US. or is that suddenly too idealistic a statement to even make. "we are what we are, the best we can do is accept it and deal with it" I yearn to believe in the goodness that exists in the human spirit

"HOW DO WE DARE CRUISE AROUND IN OUR CONVERTIBLES IN THE FACE OF ALL THE TURMOIL, VIOLENCE AND INJUSTICE AROUND US?!!"
"Well dear, its fun, we can, and life's too short"

the ridiculously unfair game of life

why is it that when I know for a certainty that concepts of 'equality among men' are as close to reality as dancing sparkly fairies, any event or statement or sight that reminds me of this still guts me? do i really believe days of a workable model of socialism will come to pass.. ? chavez may be charismatic, refreshing and entertaining, and he may just actually be sincerely trying, but who are we kidding.. venezuela is still a long way off from being CLOSE to egalitarian..

am I in over my head.. ? am I really taking solid steps to nudge into the door of my career.. ? i worry about my resolve bending to expectations, bending to a need to well.. compete ? I thank god for those around me that remind how important family, friends and taking in all that is beautiful in life are.

on a personal note

fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me
someone who's fooled me time and time again mentioned this proverb in passing a couple of days ago. (and she wasn't even referring to me)

family.

here's dad on another adventure. I miss him heaps and wish so bad that I could join him on his next drive halfway round the world. miss mom too, invited her to come stay with me while I'm in czech (despite her cold weather phobias). They make me wonder what I'll be like when I'm their age, will I have a bucket of regrets? will I be content? will there still be idealism in my eyes? what will I have done? what will I have seen? who among those I know now will I still be in touch with.. ?

underutilised.

I feel horribly underutilised. I never figured being without a challenge could be this frustrating. I feel stagnant. Crave rhythm, purpose, impact.