How much does your life weigh?
Täna pidi olema tegelikult see päev, kus ma lähen varem magama.. sest viimasel ajal on nii tavaline alles kell pool kaks magama minna. Ma lihtsalt tahtsin täna siia jõuda, sest kooliasju tehes tuli mulle meelde üks film, mida kunagi ammu olen näinud. Millel nimeks Up in the Air.
Ja ma mäletan siiani, mis mega külmavärinaid see monoloog minus tekitas.
"How much does your life weigh? Imagine for a second that you’re carrying a backpack. I want you to pack it with all the stuff that you have in your life… you start with the little things. The shelves, the drawers, the knickknacks, then you start adding larger stuff. Clothes, tabletop appliances, lamps, your TV… the backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. You go bigger. Your couch, your car, your home… I want you to stuff it all into that backpack. Now I want you to fill it with people. Start with casual acquaintances, friends of friends, folks around the office… and then you move into the people you trust with your most intimate secrets. Your brothers, your sisters, your children, your parents and finally your husband, your wife, your boyfriend, your girlfriend. You get them into that backpack, feel the weight of that bag. Make no mistake your relationships are the heaviest components in your life. All those negotiations and arguments and secrets, the compromises. The slower we move the faster we die. Make no mistake, moving is living. Some animals were meant to carry each other to live symbiotically over a lifetime. Star crossed lovers, monogamous swans. We are not swans. We are sharks."
Ja ma mõtlen, et ma ei saaks ilma inimesteta. Mind lihtsalt ei eksisteeriks. Aga vastukaaluks ei ole mul peaeagu ühtegi asja. Nüüd on meil küll esimene mööblitükk, kuid täpselt nädal aega tagasi suutsin ma kahe tunniga asjad kokku pakkida ja tulema tulla. Milline vabadus, võiksin ma mõelda. Ilmselt ongi. Aga oma kodu tahaksin ma ikkagi. Nii väga. Oma asjadega, oma kodu. Ja vaikselt me sinnapoole ka liigume.
Sellegipoolest on mul hea meel, et minu seljakott on parajalt raske just kallite lähedaste inimeste ja erinevate oluliste suhete pärast. Olen tänulik. Ja õnnelik. Et just nii ongi.
Ja ma mäletan siiani, mis mega külmavärinaid see monoloog minus tekitas.
"How much does your life weigh? Imagine for a second that you’re carrying a backpack. I want you to pack it with all the stuff that you have in your life… you start with the little things. The shelves, the drawers, the knickknacks, then you start adding larger stuff. Clothes, tabletop appliances, lamps, your TV… the backpack should be getting pretty heavy now. You go bigger. Your couch, your car, your home… I want you to stuff it all into that backpack. Now I want you to fill it with people. Start with casual acquaintances, friends of friends, folks around the office… and then you move into the people you trust with your most intimate secrets. Your brothers, your sisters, your children, your parents and finally your husband, your wife, your boyfriend, your girlfriend. You get them into that backpack, feel the weight of that bag. Make no mistake your relationships are the heaviest components in your life. All those negotiations and arguments and secrets, the compromises. The slower we move the faster we die. Make no mistake, moving is living. Some animals were meant to carry each other to live symbiotically over a lifetime. Star crossed lovers, monogamous swans. We are not swans. We are sharks."
Ja ma mõtlen, et ma ei saaks ilma inimesteta. Mind lihtsalt ei eksisteeriks. Aga vastukaaluks ei ole mul peaeagu ühtegi asja. Nüüd on meil küll esimene mööblitükk, kuid täpselt nädal aega tagasi suutsin ma kahe tunniga asjad kokku pakkida ja tulema tulla. Milline vabadus, võiksin ma mõelda. Ilmselt ongi. Aga oma kodu tahaksin ma ikkagi. Nii väga. Oma asjadega, oma kodu. Ja vaikselt me sinnapoole ka liigume.
Sellegipoolest on mul hea meel, et minu seljakott on parajalt raske just kallite lähedaste inimeste ja erinevate oluliste suhete pärast. Olen tänulik. Ja õnnelik. Et just nii ongi.
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