Some messages and a ramble
Aug. 22nd, 2001 11:58 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
trilliumgrlKat- lit the candles for you. May who/whatever be with you.
Andy- *hug*
Kevin- *hug* you just figured out you're popular? :)
Jamie- yes you're sexy and no I don't want you. Eliza can have you all to herself dearie.
Marci- the rain is all that
Gavin- remember that sanity is overrated. My condolences as well
Wendy- the worst part of teaching is when they are bigger than you. You'll do great.
Doing some catching up on my LJ as well as a little reflecting, so please excuse the foolishness.
Marci once gave me one of the best compliments that I have ever heard. "Kyna doesn't see black and white anymore. All she sees is grey" I liked it a lot. It's not that I don't see good and bad (though maybe I see a little too much bad) rather that I can try to see all the different perspectives on something. The truth, just like history, can often be interpretive and 4 years of anthropology classes taught me that everyone has a story and every story is different. What was once untrue can be made true in the minds and hearts of people. Once this has been done what does the truth become?
I think what got me thinking about this was Kevin's earlier post. I really haven't seen Kevin at all since I got back (this is true for many people) and I was once again reminded of my own disconnected feelings while reading his post. In a vain effort to avoid all thoughts on love, I glommed onto the idea of being popular and compliments. Compliments are for me much better given than received. The world may be grey, but as it relates to me it is black and white. Stupid but true.
This is all old news, but I somehow feel like rehashing the past tonight. I should try to sleep, since the next two days at work will be killer. At least I can go get my comics. Ahhh the joys of escapism.
Andy- *hug*
Kevin- *hug* you just figured out you're popular? :)
Jamie- yes you're sexy and no I don't want you. Eliza can have you all to herself dearie.
Marci- the rain is all that
Gavin- remember that sanity is overrated. My condolences as well
Wendy- the worst part of teaching is when they are bigger than you. You'll do great.
Doing some catching up on my LJ as well as a little reflecting, so please excuse the foolishness.
Marci once gave me one of the best compliments that I have ever heard. "Kyna doesn't see black and white anymore. All she sees is grey" I liked it a lot. It's not that I don't see good and bad (though maybe I see a little too much bad) rather that I can try to see all the different perspectives on something. The truth, just like history, can often be interpretive and 4 years of anthropology classes taught me that everyone has a story and every story is different. What was once untrue can be made true in the minds and hearts of people. Once this has been done what does the truth become?
I think what got me thinking about this was Kevin's earlier post. I really haven't seen Kevin at all since I got back (this is true for many people) and I was once again reminded of my own disconnected feelings while reading his post. In a vain effort to avoid all thoughts on love, I glommed onto the idea of being popular and compliments. Compliments are for me much better given than received. The world may be grey, but as it relates to me it is black and white. Stupid but true.
This is all old news, but I somehow feel like rehashing the past tonight. I should try to sleep, since the next two days at work will be killer. At least I can go get my comics. Ahhh the joys of escapism.
