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Shock, horror! People are biased with their own viewpoint... since that is all they know. Why aren't they biased to mine instead even though they aren't me?!
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OMG... don't fav me with your unsolicited faves.
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It's like they don't social media. They can't get it.
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I didn't ask for your unsolicited advice and opinions... even though I shared a post on the public timeline which anyone can read and respond to from their own perspective like my own post shows my perspective.
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OMG guys... don't intrude me!
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@thatbrickster It may take time but keep at it. You might need to take things a chunk at a time... build up the interest that way.
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@awg @detectivehyde :(
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@clacke I think that should is a very strong word, and it often leaves us stuck when we seek it.
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@moonman Glad to hear! Sounds like you found something that helped... even if it is just sleeping on it and time.
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@moonman Good day! How are you feeling today?
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βWe long to have again the vanished past, in spite of all its pain.β
β Sophocles, Oedipus at Colonus.
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βBe careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia.β
β Mary Schmich, Wear Sunscreen: A Primer for Real Life.
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@clacke Could there be a middle ground? Where you can strive for something but still recognise that should be doesn't exist... just what is. What happens is what happens.
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βThere is a stage you reach, Deagle thinks, a time somewhere in early middle age, when your past ceases to be about yourself. Your connection to your former life is like a dream or delirium, and that person who you once were is merely a fond acquaintance, or a beloved character from a storybook. This is how memory becomes nostalgia. They are two very different things - the same way that a person is different from a photograph of a person.β
β Dan Chaon, Stay Awake.
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βThose hours given over to basking in the glow of an imagined
future, of being carried away in streams of promise by a love or
a passion so strong that one felt altered forever and convinced
that even the smallest particle of the surrounding world was
charged with purpose of impossible grandeur; ah, yes, and
one would look up into the trees and be thrilled by the wind-
loosened river of pale, gold foliage cascading down and by the
high, melodious singing of countless birds; those moments, so
many and so long ago, still come back, but briefly, like fireflies
in the perfumed heat of summer night.β
β Mark Strand, Almost Invisible: Poems.
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βIn every age "the good old days" were a myth. No one ever thought they were good at the time. For every age has consisted of crises that seemed intolerable to the people who lived through them. β
β Brooks Atkinson.
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βNostalgia, more than anything, gives us the shudder of our own imperfection. This is why with Chopin we feel so little like gods.β
β Emil Cioran.
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βI felt a pang -- a strange and inexplicable pang that I had never felt before.
It was homesickness.
Now, even more than I had earlier when I'd first glimpsed it, I longed to be transported into that quiet little landscape, to walk up the path, to take a key from my pocket and open the cottage door, to sit down by the fireplace, to wrap my arms around myself, and to stay there forever and ever.β
β Alan Bradley, The Weed That Strings the Hangman's Bag.
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βA part of my appreciation for the good which moments bring has come from awareness and recognition. But it has also come from a correspnding sadness which arises from their passing. When something that can never quite be reenacted comes to an end (and all moments are that way), I feel a pensiveness within. This pensiveness gives my life a quality that might be best described as bittersweet. And those moments take on double meaning and richness - because they are here now - and because they will not always be.β
β Bob Benson.
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βThis is what I want. I want people to take care of me. I want them to force comfort upon me. I want the soft-pillow feeling that I associate with memories of being ill when I was younger, soft pillows and fresh linens and satin-edged blankets and hot chocolate. It's not so much the comfort itself as knowing there's someone who wants to take care of you.β
β Franny Billingsley, Chime.
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