A group of people here. A group of people there. You can rarely see somebody alone. And even if you do, there is a great chance they are just going to meet somebody. People are definitely not meant to live alone. So what gives that some people can’t imagine life without bunch of random friends around them whilst others can’t imagine being amongst almost anyone? I believe it is a matter of personality and its complexity. People without the greater depth are more likely to find someone similar to them than people whose nature is rather complex. If you are not on the same page as others, there is a good chance you will not be liked or enjoy the company of those people, probably both. Being alone is not a fate though. It is a choice you make. Of course some people have it much harder to find somebody similar to themselves, if they live in a small town or village for example. It is a matter of time and determination though, so if you really want to find some friend with whom you could share your weirdness, don’t lose hope; it is by all means possible. So going further down this road I’ve tried to answer my own question: why am I alone? I’ve come to a conclusion there is no single reason behind it, rather a combination of a few. The biggest one would be; it’s my choice. My complexity is beyond a chance to find anyone on the same page. The best case scenario for me is to find someone in the same book. My requirements and expectations are similar to my dreams, they’re almost unreal to reach. I don’t even clearly remember how it feels to be around a bunch of good friends any more. I used to have that in the time of my childhood and it was great, but… There’s just too much going on in my head right now, I wouldn’t be able to focus. So yea… it is my choice. It is nice to know there are people who would take their time and try to understand me though, I know they’re out there. Thank you for being and sorry for my isolation.
” A wide river, calmly flowing at its own pace… The giant needle scratching and cutting its smooth surface like an old rusty scalpel, leaving the self healing scar behind… With teeth clenched to suppress a moan, it keeps going… ignoring the pain. A body that can’t be harmed, the body that can’t be stopped… “
” Love? Probably, but the real question here is… what is love? Well, let me tell you my dark and grey definition of it… The more pleasure you give to someone the more they will love you, it’s simple as that. You don’t give pleasure, you are not loved. Somebody else will, and then he will be loved instead. Some people don’t give/receive it anymore but still love for the sake of good old times they had together (pleasure). It’s all about sharing the happiness, enjoyment and pleasure. “
Here is another shot and this one I really like… Unfortunately I don’t even remember if it was manual or autofocus but I think it was auto. Anyways once again I have used ” I’ll let you get in my shot… ” method. I saw this lady riding my way so I have crouched much earlier and faked that I am taking photo of something else. I am still not quite happy with the editing becasue exported jpg look a little different from what I see in lightroom… but it is late and I don’t want to work anymore on it for now.
Movie about nothing and everything at the same time. It is slow, it makes you think about lots of things. I really liked random friendship between to main characters and the false sense of freedom they are enjoying. There is little to none action in movie so don’t expect a lot from it. If you are in the mood for slow story and somehow interesting plot you shouldn’t be disappointed but I bet you have not seen as many movies as I have and there are plenty of better ones to see first.