Perhaps peak season is over and i have abundant time at work to observe the repulsive energy brewing around me. I wish i could be deaf and blind to block it all out but i can't! I am human after all. So i hide in a corner and inject my entire available attention into fashion magazines. Not that i am a fashion junkie, but because beggars can't be choosers. And looking at beautiful pictures on glossy pages beats talking to ugly personalities that irk me with every single breath they take.
It's so hard not to complain and yet i had the audacity in an older post to question the need for people who complain too much. Maybe age is doing this to me. Maybe being older robs me of my patience and understanding. I keep telling myself: DON'T JUDGE! DON'T COMPLAIN! But it's hard when i'm surrounded by approximately 80 of them.
Gossips and insults fly like poisoned daggers. Facts get twisted, innocent people get stabbed and secrets become public news. Sometimes when i can't take it anymore, i get out and take a walk, thinking that it would be a clever way to get some fresh air. But then i see the crazy crowd of people and it just makes me feel sick in the stomach. Crowds make me nervous. I get impatient, shifty and all i wanna do is dig a hole and hide.
It takes tremendous strength to tolerate people who emit bad energy. A fool would tolerate but the wise would ignore. I guess i am a fool. The fool who would try to escape them by being aloof and keeping my life private. The more private i am, the more they try to pry. And there they go again, i heard from reliable sources that i am proud and arrogant. Yes, yes, i am......whatever.
Agree to disagree.
