Monday, 25 March 2013

"I want the old New York, and my old will to live"

I always stand in awe of people who sleep recreationally. Y'know, those people who list naps as a certified hobby or as one of their interests. I guess it's strange for me because I've always been the kind of person who hardly slept. If I never had to sleep, I don't think I ever would... well that was then...

These days, all I ever seem to want to do is take a ride on the unconscious side of life. Blame it on the Autumn Blues, but I find that I'd happily sleep my life away if I could. Simply put, I hate this time of the year. It reminds me of everything I'm not and everything that isn't and everything that never will be; and I'm usually left feeling chronically depressed (suffering from SAD), with the bitter taste of the forthcoming winter on my lips. 

And all because the damn season is changing. But even the light of day is different, and there are those fleeting moments when life seems like nothing but a series of broken promises and abandoned dreams.

And so to escape this somewhat dreary and melancholic state of mind, I tend to dive head-first into all kinds of frivolous fun activities. And I spend large quantities of my precious time in the hallways of my daydreams and in the basement of wishful thinking. The best part is when some of my favourite people play along - it's always nice to know that you're not alone in wanting to escape the Moria of everyday life.

This past weekend was no exception - and I found myself mucking about on Dean's timeline along with the lovely Juliette. Jules even wrote a poem about it:

Said Jules one day, as she walked out the door
“I can’t take this dreariness, not anymore!”
This wet bloody weather is blackening my aura
I should live like a Queen in Great Bora Bora!
So she went to the shop for a lottery ticket,
She prayed and she dreamt t’would be her that would win it.
And lo and behold her numbers came fore
Two million, gazillion pounds and some more!
She danced and she sang like a drunken lout
And called all her friends before she passed out.
Then to the travel agent, she went with a song,
With her list and demands so they wouldn’t go wrong.
“Now please pay attention, this is very specific,
I must take my friends to the South Pacific”
“There’s Dean/Randy and there’s Azra and bloggers a few,
No longer their days to be lonely and blue!”
“It’s way too expensive!” the travel agent goaded,
Said I “Matters not, for I’m FRIKKIN LOADED!”
So she flew them first class to the island of dreams
Sunshine, palm trees and strawberry ice creams.
They danced and played on the glistening sands,
And lazed in their hammocks, margaritas in hand.
They ate fresh fruit and steaming paella
And Azra content with her box of Nutella!
And they laughed at a life that had once only been,
On a FB timeline, where they’d had a dream...


I always knew Jules was going to be famous. And yeah, Randy was missed while we got lost in the reverie - as well as all the other bloggers and friends who share the same dreams and wishes.

Thing is, we're always told that our words manifest in our realities - the power of positive thinking. At the moment, I can't think of anything more positive than lounging on a beach with crystal blue warm water lapping on the shore, and staring up at the clear sun-kissed sky. And there is a large part of me that believes, quite fervently, that if we can all cultivate a certain level of positivity in a collective, and apply a decent amount of willpower and determination to the equation; that this dream will cease to be a dream and become a part of our reality!
*Title taken from quote in SATC

41 comments:

  1. that is positive alright! all that blue sea and sand and waves.
    i cant sleep so im here :) i need a high-paying job so i can wear my nice clothes and meet people again.

    lovely poem Juliette!

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    1. Thanks Jaya :) You're coming too x

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    2. Of course you're coming too Jaya, Bora Bora involves everyone :)

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    3. You'd better come too, Jaya J! You need to work on that tan of yours, remember? ;)

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  2. I'm the only person I've ever known who suffers from the opposite of SAD. I dread summertime weather the way most people dread winter. But I do love escaping to a warm (but not too hot) and sunny beach for up to a week...

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    1. I know a few people who hate Summer as well Roving Retorter. I guess it's just one of those things. You're always welcome to join the party to BB :)

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  3. I'm so in for a trip to Bora Bora. We should rename it and call it Blogger Blogger. Well, maybe not. Don't call it randy Randy either... Anyway, it suddenly occurred to me I should've given you the Lovely Blue Blogger award or simply cally Grumpy the Female One. But I sure can relate, Az. The Autumn Blues are not high on my list of all time favorites. Jules, please win a gazillion pounds. :)

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    1. Oooh I can't wait. Look, I'll double the stakes and play on my side too - I figure I've won two competitions in the last three months without even trying, I might as well give it a go the third time and win a whole lot of cash!

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    2. I'm free on Mondays, Tuesdays, Wednesdays, Thursdays, Fridays, Saturdays and.... you may have guessed it (just maybe).... on Sundays too. And if I'm not, I still am. Do you know what I mean?

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    4. I wonder what she removed, Az.... Maybe she wanted to tell us she'd won the lottery and then decided not to share this with us....

      Naaaaa ;)

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  4. Dear Az hope you feeling better about all.
    I have had difficult times with my mom sick sigh! For this I dont visit any so much but I find randy is really well with Jules.
    Send you hugs!

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    1. Ah Gloria, I'm so sorry to hear about your mother, I hope that she gets better soon. You're in my thoughts and prayers. Abrazos!

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    2. Sorry to hear about your Mom, Gloria Dear. :(

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  5. Hahaha! Yay! It's ok I've given Randy a copy with HIS name in it - Impossible to include everyones name. Thanks for sharing that Azra! And hopefully your dreams WILL COME TRUE and I shall be famous for...God knows what...and have that gazillion pounds and I SHALL take you all to the ball. Oh yes. You won't believe how much time I've been spending on Bora Bora of late...even today. It HAS to be a sign. BORABORABORABORABORABORABORABORABORABORA :)

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    1. I reckon, the more the merrier Jules. As long as everyone is on board and ready for a great time. Now lets do this BORABORABORABORABORABORABORABORABORABORA :)

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    2. The more the merrier? Now wait a minute....

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    3. Yes good point. I only counted 15 bungalows on stilts... Quality guests please ;)

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    4. I've bought my first ever lottery ticket. Now keep those fingers crossed, ladies. Will we be going or won't we?

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    5. I think I'm also going to buy a Lottery ticket - not that I'll win, but just for solidarity! :)

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    6. That's so not the spirit, Ms Blue.

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    7. It's the same as saying I'll buy the ticket just for kicks.

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  6. Aah the stationary nap. Always thought its an old people thing, but you actually sold it to me, and quiet well. :)

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    1. Old? Who's old? Did my friend icyHighs say somebody's old? Well?

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  7. Happy Birthday, Azra.

    I hope that you ate a bit of chocolate, and did something outrageous.

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    1. Thanks LL - it was filled to the brim with chocolate. Sadly nothing outrageous though.

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    1. It was my birthday on Saturday Randy. Icy Highs was right, I'm getting old *sigh*

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    2. Icy High doesn't know a thing, is what he knows. Well, maybe his nonreviews are excellent works of art, but you're not old. Besides, you look like you're twenty, so even if he were right, I know that wouldn't matter. That said, happy belated birthday. How come I wasn't invited to your party?

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    3. I didn't have a party Grumps. Wasn't in the mood.

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  9. Happy Belated Birthday!
    Beach sounds good especially to us in snow covered Europe :)

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    1. That's what I'm saying, Dezz. I can't turn my back or Dezzy the Dazzling Dezzmeister shows up like some Mandy in a pop-up book. ;)

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  10. Are you feeling better now? I hope so!

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    1. I'm getting there Prixie - I'm sure once winter hits, I'll adjust!

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  11. Azra, it was supposed to be spring and today it was 40 degrees. Go figure but I'm really tired of it. Want to run away and hide on an island forever?

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  12. Haha I enjoyed reading that poem! I am inspired by it in fact I might just write something about my biggest dream which is to travel the world! :P

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