Human Behaviour

If you ever get close to a human
And human behaviour
Be ready, be ready to get confused
And me and my hereafter
There’s definitely, definitely, definitely no logic
To human behaviour
But yet so, yet so irresistible
And me and my fear can
And there’s no map uncertain

They’re terribly, terribly, terribly moody of human behaviour
Then all of a sudden, turn happy and they and my here after
But, oh, to get involved in the exchange of human emotions
Is ever so ever so satisfying and they and my here, oh
And there’s no map uncertain

Human behaviour, human behaviour

And there’s no map
And a compass wouldn’t help at all
Yeah, uncertain

Human behaviour, human behaviour

There’s definitely, definitely, definitely no logic
To human, to human, to human, to human

~ Bjork: Human Behaviour ~
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The Simple Things

After approximately two years, maybe more, I’ve delved back into the world of dating *sigh* It hasn’t been a complete success lets say, and unfortunately, I’m finding that the rejection that comes from it has a tendency to serve as a reminder of my own negative views of myself.

To be quite honest, my ex really fucked me up, and it’s taken me a long time to find confidence in myself again, so it doesn’t take a lot for me to slip into the abyss.

Three days ago I slipped into the abyss.

The day after, a random, unexpected simple gesture brought me back out of it.

When I came home from work, I checked my letter box and found a hand written envelope addressed to me. Given this is the age of electronic mail with predominately only bills arriving via post, I was a) confused, b) surprised, c) excited…actually d) all of the above. I opened it and discovered a beautiful card with a caricature of the Queen of Hearts on one side and a hand written note on the other. It was from one of my Twitter followers who lives almost 1500 km away; someone who I don’t speak to with any major regularity; someone who I have connected with and who has helped me out at various times; someone who I share common interests with; someone I call my friend. A handful of simple words from them made me stop, forget about all the negativity of the day before and remember how lucky I am to have such friends that look out for me, even if it is from afar.

Sometimes simple things like a guy not wanting to see you again can knock you down in a heartbeat, yet just as quickly simple things like an unexpected postcard from a friend can show you the light again and make you smile. The key is remembering to focus on the latter and being thankful for what you do have as opposed to what you don’t.