there's comfort in ...
most of the time we don't think about it.
but times when we're totally stressin, we find comfort in certain persons, places, or things. you know what i mean ... something that makes you feel loved and able to love, even when it seems your whole world is falling apart. for me, comfort things can make me feel a whole lot better, even if they don't make any difference in the problem i'm dealing with.
... when i'm really down, being able to curl up in a deep leather chair and getting completely immersed in a favourite book will give me time and distance enough to whack my perspective back into shape
... when i'm totally stressing back home, (yeah i know this is going to sound totally gross but like i said, when i'm totally stressing and back home surrounded by the family), a couple of hostess lemon fruit pies (for some reason other brands don't work, nor do other flavours) and a teri-chicken musubi
... when i'm infinitely exasperated with life the universe and the significant other, closing the door to the puter room and playing a couple rounds of spider on the most difficult setting will generally get my emotions back on track ... on truly difficult days, the door can be open but i'll keep playing till i win at least three different times (good thing i'm pretty good at the game)
... back home when i was younger, there were two places i regularly had to spend time at
... nuuanu pali lookout (now the old road) at sunrise was completely and awesomely the perfect thing to put me back on track. an hour or two even in the middle of the night, eyes closed, feeling the mists swirling in the wind around me, listening to the water trickling down the sides of the mountain
... sitting in the sands at the waters edge down on makapuu beach at night used to be another comfort zone. i'd sit there for hours just watching the torchlights moving across the top of the ridge. only once in many many years of this did i encounter nightmarchers, and even then it remains a special place for me
... getting sent to kona to work for a couple days was a pain but worth it because pulling out all the stops on saddle road always put me in an awesome mood. some cars were made for the autobahn and those are the ones you want to be drivin there
... and i had an oscar the grouch that stayed with me through boyfriend traumas, moving woes, posse hassles ... yeah. comfort things rock
but times when we're totally stressin, we find comfort in certain persons, places, or things. you know what i mean ... something that makes you feel loved and able to love, even when it seems your whole world is falling apart. for me, comfort things can make me feel a whole lot better, even if they don't make any difference in the problem i'm dealing with.
... when i'm really down, being able to curl up in a deep leather chair and getting completely immersed in a favourite book will give me time and distance enough to whack my perspective back into shape
... when i'm totally stressing back home, (yeah i know this is going to sound totally gross but like i said, when i'm totally stressing and back home surrounded by the family), a couple of hostess lemon fruit pies (for some reason other brands don't work, nor do other flavours) and a teri-chicken musubi
... when i'm infinitely exasperated with life the universe and the significant other, closing the door to the puter room and playing a couple rounds of spider on the most difficult setting will generally get my emotions back on track ... on truly difficult days, the door can be open but i'll keep playing till i win at least three different times (good thing i'm pretty good at the game)
... back home when i was younger, there were two places i regularly had to spend time at
... nuuanu pali lookout (now the old road) at sunrise was completely and awesomely the perfect thing to put me back on track. an hour or two even in the middle of the night, eyes closed, feeling the mists swirling in the wind around me, listening to the water trickling down the sides of the mountain
... sitting in the sands at the waters edge down on makapuu beach at night used to be another comfort zone. i'd sit there for hours just watching the torchlights moving across the top of the ridge. only once in many many years of this did i encounter nightmarchers, and even then it remains a special place for me
... getting sent to kona to work for a couple days was a pain but worth it because pulling out all the stops on saddle road always put me in an awesome mood. some cars were made for the autobahn and those are the ones you want to be drivin there
... and i had an oscar the grouch that stayed with me through boyfriend traumas, moving woes, posse hassles ... yeah. comfort things rock
Buddhist Rant posted at 9:43 PM
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