frivolity has its place.
Everyday the news is doom and gloom. Everyday someone I know is getting laid off (or having their hours/benefits reduced to nearly nothing) and frankly there is a little too much reality going on. I can really see why in the 1930s that movies (which were often very cheap to go to; especially when they would offer a gazillion promotions to get people into the theater) were so popular. The screwball romantic comedies, over the top musicals and the so on were the perfect escape. It didn't have to do with facing rising health insurance premiums, refinancing the house, paying off unexpected debt or planning for new debt on the horizon.
I am a fan of a little escape now and then.
Obviously I can't go to Capri and have meaningless conversations with the jet set over drinks; but I do like to leave the everyday world now and then and just not concern myself with banal details and common sense.
Even if it is just doing something like buying the most ridiculous pair of shoes that go with nothing I own and are totally insipid by some people's standards -it is worth it. Just the same with buying that insanely ridiculous expensive bar of chocolate or wearing a short skirt on a freezing cold day and privately pretending that it is a pretty day and I want to look good. I suspect there isn't going to be gold stars handed out at the end for being the most sensible and safe person ever. And even if there were -who wants that.
I have to be sensible most of the time, but I need my escape to feel a little more human.
How do you like to escape the doldrums and drudgery of reality?
I am a fan of a little escape now and then.
Obviously I can't go to Capri and have meaningless conversations with the jet set over drinks; but I do like to leave the everyday world now and then and just not concern myself with banal details and common sense.
Even if it is just doing something like buying the most ridiculous pair of shoes that go with nothing I own and are totally insipid by some people's standards -it is worth it. Just the same with buying that insanely ridiculous expensive bar of chocolate or wearing a short skirt on a freezing cold day and privately pretending that it is a pretty day and I want to look good. I suspect there isn't going to be gold stars handed out at the end for being the most sensible and safe person ever. And even if there were -who wants that.
I have to be sensible most of the time, but I need my escape to feel a little more human.
How do you like to escape the doldrums and drudgery of reality?
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I supposed I shouldn't have been surprised when he was fired a few weeks later.
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I suppose if you could get a villa with some ruins you could justify swanning about there vs. exploring some schloss.
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I bet at the time I probably said I'd go back to school or some such similar nonsense. It doesn't appeal as much anymore, but I bet that then and now, I would have actually just circumnavigated the globe. During especially slow meetings, I mull itineraries.
Tuscan villas could be incorporated into any plan.
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