T minus 19 days until I submit my thesis and I had the luxury of spending most of the weekend with my boyfriend in Brighton.
I haven’t seen him in over a week, which is unusual, because we live together. But alas alak, that’s how the cookie crumbles sometimes.
Luckily, absence DOES make the heart grow fonder or whatevs so ended up having an especially magical weekend (managing to interact with no one else! #winning).
As per usual (as long as I take the time to listen), he made an especially perceptive comment about humanity (one that when made earlier in the form of a suggestion, I wholeheartedly disagreed with).
Basically, his suggestion was that I ought to read the news less . Being the rebellious gal I am, I started reading the news more often when he first suggested it a few months ago.
One of his arguments for encouraging me (and everyone) to make this change (which I only now chatted with him about) was that by reading about eeeeevery “terrorist” attack, eeeeeeevery “lone guman” (same thing as the fucking former), even though I’m as safe as I was before reading the article, I’m VEEEEEERY much more fearful and freaked out. THAT FEAR IS WHAT FUELS ISIS (he said). If no one paid attention/cared, ISIS would potentially disband, because there would no one fueling the fear-fire.
He’s not suggesting we ignore news about our government and the political situation around the world or ignore systematic intolerance/mutilation etc, but…considering shootings happen in the states (especially) EVERY DAY, it’s ok to turn of your phone and go for a walk in the sunshine (preferably, while enjoying an ice cream cone).
It’s also OK to make intentional changes in your life to be a better version of yourself and thus be more capable of enriching the lives of others.