adrienmundi (
adrienmundi) wrote2009-07-22 09:58 pm
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a sort of to do list
"Burns, Blindness and Lazy Privilege" It has a ring to it, doesn't it? Too bad I'm not clear on what I mean to say about that, or if I do, but the title clawed its way to the forefront of my mind like a delivery of something portentous. An outline would have helped, too.
But then I also mean to write about the disparity between internal and external languages, and the clash between inner connotations and external denotations and how that all plays out, both in the short run and over time.
And then there's the sunnier side, something about how certain environments bring out an aspect of my superpowers (but only an aspect, never the whole set) and help me realize that I'm not afraid of people, I'm just afraid of what I might say or do when they hurt me, often without realizing it.
And then, there's work, and too small boxes, and aging, and trying to figure out how to negotiate with aspects of self who aren't concerned at all with the possible or the real, and of course, more of the past and my troubled relationship with it, and what it might mean, and why (I don't know, but probably need to find out).
And why Sleep has turned her back on me, fickle and capricious, when we've almost always been such close friends.
But then I also mean to write about the disparity between internal and external languages, and the clash between inner connotations and external denotations and how that all plays out, both in the short run and over time.
And then there's the sunnier side, something about how certain environments bring out an aspect of my superpowers (but only an aspect, never the whole set) and help me realize that I'm not afraid of people, I'm just afraid of what I might say or do when they hurt me, often without realizing it.
And then, there's work, and too small boxes, and aging, and trying to figure out how to negotiate with aspects of self who aren't concerned at all with the possible or the real, and of course, more of the past and my troubled relationship with it, and what it might mean, and why (I don't know, but probably need to find out).
And why Sleep has turned her back on me, fickle and capricious, when we've almost always been such close friends.