Wednesday, 23 May 2012

Days not so stupid as well


I think it was last year I wrote a text about days. You know, "National Day of what I do not know", "Coffee Day" ... These days so idiotic way. In the text I would say that every day is all. Every day is Kiss Day, every day is Friend's Day, every day is Mother's Day ... I still think more or less the same way, but now I'm a little more resigned to the fact the world to invent stupid day to earn and spend money on these sales. The world is like that, you need to rotate.

But today I found myself thinking that fails to celebrate one of those special days (such as Mother's Day, Father's Day, Woman's Day, the Day's Friend ...) would be like leaving to celebrate a birthday. Embarrassed and inadmissible. I'm not talking about the gala, I'm just talking about a recognition enough to store in memory. Eating a pizza lunch with the family, go out anywhere you like ... There are already ways to take advantage of these special dates. In the case of Mother's Day and Father's Day, for example, then yes I agree to this, but on other days, such as: Casual Day (yes, it exists! It is a day invented pros go more casual suits Look for work ... what a strange thing ... Generally, the Casual Day is a Friday) are day to be celebrated internally. Just so you smile in recognition of a day like this. And only.
I realized that, since there are so many useless days like these, because nobody invented the Day of Change? I know that every day is a day to make a change and perhaps for this reason that there is no exact date to celebrate, but why not a day to honor a gesture as brave and as evolutionary changes? It should rather be the Day of Change.
But, on reflection, think it would be tricky for me to celebrate a day like this in just a date. Because I'm addicted to the real changes. I hate routine. If things get stuck for too long, I start to get kind of depressed ... I am a person of movement (although I am a little lazy ... But in this case, I refer to another type of motion), and stock turns 360 °. I love it. I love the risks because the risks I add so many emotions and feelings and experiences. It is a wonderful thing. There are things that are permanent and must be the same for the good of everyone, but there are others who ask to be metamorphosed, and it is precisely these things that are always turning in my hands. And when I do not know a way to rotate them, I will try. I make a mess, fucus everything, but then everything tidy in a new way that makes it all worthwhile.
If there was a Day of Change, I would like. It's the kind of day that is not that stupid.

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