This is me accepting me
Sometimes I write up points that I know will put me in opposition to some of my readers. This spikiness I think helps them and me remember that I’m a real person, separate from them. This weblog is about approaching my identity (though happily open to other purposes).
I was in Bendigo recently for my the third birthday of my high school buddy Marc’s kid, Dion. A point of view conflict popped up and upset me, but I didn’t make the conflict apparent. There were also more innocuous conflicts to muse on to, like how in the city people pat my stomach (paternally or patronisingly), but in the country I’m considered to be a skinny bastard.
An amusing conflict that recurs amongst various friends is their shock at my recreational use of nitrous oxide (laughing gas). They saw an episode of GP once where a kid died from taking nitrous. I don’t know why they all (separately) would have even watched that show, let alone why they’d start taking medical advice from it.
(Sure, this is mild, I’m just shadow boxing to warn you that I can punch.)
By alan, 7 hours, 53 minutes after the fact
Interesting direction that you’re going in here. Some points that I don’t know how to respond to other than to say ‘that made me think’.
And making me think at the moment is good, as I am in a perpetual state of blockage.