A secret blog containing the ramblings of a secret someone...
Well, you'll know where this came from if you are the person responsible for the following passage which really had my mind rambling. I just didn't want to leave a comment about your post on your comment board because it got me thinking about more than could really fit in the little comment section. I hope you don't mind me devoting
my (short--I'm tired) post to thoughts about
your post.
[here, if there's one cookie left and your friend wants it, you would give it to him, but you would still feel a twinge, an i-wanted-that-cookie-too twinge.
there, the twinge is nonexistent.]I just don't know that I think this can all be delineated so easily. I definitely feel the twinge of not wanting to hand over my last "
insert name here" sometimes, but other times I'm more than delighted to give away all that I have. So, I really don't think it's a here vs. there issue. Or even a this culture vs. that culture issue. I think it can be easy to make judgments like that--I found myself doing it all the time when I was away--but I just don't think it's all that fair. Believe me, I am the first to inflate many bothersome issues about our country and our culture
as a whole, but I think, often these generalizations just aren't fair. Maybe I get this feeling because part of me feels so apathetic in the world. Like my political views don't really matter, so I may as well just say "screw it, that's how it is." On the same hand, maybe it's just me being helpless and vulnerable --not willing to lump myself in the crowd of cultural generalizations that make me sad to belong where I do in the world. I don't know what it is. But, I just don't think that there really is a there vs. here thing,
anywhere.
I don't know for sure. I think I have to sort this out in my head--and sleep--before I go on any further. This is one of those topics that, if I were having this conversation out loud, I'd be stopping to think and clarify myself after every sentence, which just doesn't seem possible within the confines of this blog and my exhaustion. Perhaps I'll come back to it. Or we can carry over by phone.