Surgeon's Mate

It's been a while since I read that book. And another one passed in between this and the previous one - so I felt a real hunger for some sea adventures. 

I must say I was not disappointed - even though the most of the adventures had taken place on shore this time. 

You might thin that it is Aubrey that plays the first fiddle in the Patrick O'Brian's series. Well - he plays violin. I've read only six books (out of twenty - I guess) and so far it is Maturin that counts. Surprisingly to his movie's appearance - he is not that weak and he's skilled not only in healing. There is a lot of secrets hidden behind his pale face. 

This time Maturin and Aubrey sailed to the Baltic Sea with a secret and very important mission. There were no warm picturesques as this is a rather cold area. On their way back they run out of luck...

It is enough to say they were imprisoned in Paris. At this point I won't tell You how did the story end. Sea ... I mean See it for Yourselves and feel the thrills while reading it. I know I felt...

by the way... If You happen to know Polish there's a friendly site on that book.

keep warm and good night

OA

I Read

And I must say: I read a lot. Why not write about it...?

soon...

OA

Maybe it's Time to Wake Up?

I've been hibernating for a longer while by now. Maybe it is just the right time to wake up? But I'm too Auld... I don't want to...

I'd rather sleep...

Maybe a book would work - maybe I could read one or two...

It's a weird dream and I feel like Im kicking the blanket off and am getting colder.

Maybe I should wake up?

OA

Patience being Rewarded

It's been about nineteen years since the last Indiana Jones. Only ten since I have seen it for a first time. It had a great influence - that is for sure - on my future decisions. Some of them were wrong but nevertheless I was running after my dreams... and catching some too.

Today there's another Indiana - and I am going to see it. After all that time of patience the child in me might get its reward and see what happened next.

And I'm on my personal crusade chasing the setting sun and trying to turn it into a rising one.

Who knows what might have happened today...

I don't

OA

The Greener Shade of Green

An old folk truth says: the grass is always greener on the other side of the fence. The funny part is that once You move to the other side it usually stays the same, but the other side (the one You came from) is starting to bloom and get the greens. So the truth remains true.

Last Year I thought: Hey - how about changing a job? It shouldn't get worse than it already is. Coincidentally my job thought the same. So we changed each other. I changed it for a better paid one, and my job changed me for a couple of new workers.
It turned out that the grass was greener for me. For a quite a long time. But now some other sides appeared. And of course they are greener.
Or is it because after the winter my present side became gray...er?

Changes... changes appear, coz changes need to be noticed... and they need to be done..

OA

Being Weak and Knowing it...

.. makes You a tiny bit stronger.

sometimes however it is not enough. Living through life people do and remember various things.

But what if there is nothing to remember.. or You don't want to remember?

there was a time when I wanted to remember and when I understood that I needed to forget.

I did forget, but my Psyche got weakened.

Now I smile. I am able to smile through most of the time. But it cost me a lot, and I'm still working on it bloody hard. I'm aware of the condition of my emotional shape so I will not allow anybody to invade my space and force me to choose from options meaning nothing good for me..

this week is just too wicked. I am not going to take responsibility for somebody's ..ucked up decisions. 

I might be naive.. but I'm having a lot to do to protect myself...

I'm sorry...

good night. I hope that next post would be cheerful.

OA

a Different Ghost

As I was saying before i encountered a ghost some time ago. But I managed to get over him and to get over the past it connected me with. Maybe not entirely - but it was enough to stop thinking and talking about it.

Yesterday the ghost struck again - but this time from a different and rather unexpected side. There was another ghost - who reminded me about the first one - and he did it out loud.

and there goes the veil - the metaphor of a ghost goes to a girl whom I loved and who stopped loving me. Happens. But I couldn't get over it for a long time. For too long.

Eventually I did but the bodycount was terrible. 

The second ghost - that's somebody who said: I still remember how it was then.

After six Years... I must have lost it then for real if the damage was so total.

But I'm not going to give up to this ghost either.

Not now.. not ever...

I'm too old for childish plays... or am I.

I'm going to sleep (well). 

Good night

OA

A Key to Understanding Oneself

I found myself asking me one question recently: why?-what were You thinking?

So these are two questions, but the way I asked them, they were one.

The reason was me not understanding my own decisions recently. There were quite a few mistakes I've made by not thinking sufficiently about the possible dangers. One of the biggest was trying to live with two cats under one roof. The trick is that this was MY roof. very soon I found myself being angry - I was the alpha male in that herd and so I felt it was MY right to make a mess under that roof - the cats did not agree. The war started...

...and came to a sudden and rather unexpected end.

it appeared I was allergic... the cats must go.

But i did some preparations, I've come to some costs just to prove that in the end the decision wasn't thought over. At least I don't have to worry - those little menaces went to good families. None of them happened to meet chinese cuisine. (har... har... har... )

but there were more decisions I should think over more ...

Well, when the temporary troubles pass, I'll ned to do the bodycount and the damage report, and take my lesson. Till then - taking care for the less loss.

OA 

 

One Has to Love One's Uncle

One of many - completely ununderstandable thoughts that have recently crossed my mind.

My Uncle - an educated man - has a very inspiring sense of humor. Ever since I was a little boy, whenever I went to visit him and his family (and mine too) - and that usually happened during summer break - he gave me some "responsible" tasks. Cut the wood, mow the lawn, clean the house, wash the car - the usual things I could be forced to do at home instead of having a little piece of Vacation. The trick with him was, that he never said it was a punishment or anything of the kind. It usually happened the other way. We've been very calm and polite - my and my cousins - and so said our Grandma. Uncle came and said - oh really? then, as a reward You can bring the water from the well and mow the lawn.

And that is exactly, how it happened every time. An appropriate stress of the "You can" part and it worked miracles.

Maybe I should apply the method to my doings?

OA

There It Goes

A New Year came.. an Old one went away. My nose's running just as it was in the older days.
I can't see a change.
There is however a New Hope.
Yes Young Master - New Chances have You will. New people You meet and New troubles fight Will You.

We'll live we'll judge.

Now I'm going back to bed.. to get better ...
well.. to get well even...

Have a Nicer Year, You.

OA