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Yeah, they're kooky, strange, and have revolting-looking meals, but have you seen how they are? This is a family, that in a different kind of way, love each other. Sure, you might say that the siblings are bullying each other, but when they want to help each other out regardless of their tussles, I'd say they care about each other, too. However, what I'm talking about more is Morticia and Gomez. Now this is a couple on fire. They have everlasting lust for one another, they don't put the other down(not in a metaphorical way at least), and they're also looking for ways for the whole family to be happy. It's a very ego-less way of being. Morticia could easily bitch and moan if Gomez flirts with some other chick, but he immediately apologizes, and she realizes he loves her, and that's that. Or when Gomez is grumpy and sad, and Morticia tries to cheer him up, and fails, then she tries to fix the problem about the house. Now how many women would go to that extent, at least in a film setting, for their man, their family? I can tell you I don't have a number. They may be portrayed as different, yet they are that real loving family that people should aspire to be, although maybe forego the eating habits. I raise a glass to you. And I also made a joke about it.
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Procrastinative is a word I came up with recently, while I was talking with someone, and it's a combination of procrastination and productive.
What is procrastination, essentially? A delay in doing what you should be doing. And being productive is doing that very thing. Whereas procrastinative delaying that very thing, but then still doing it here and there. Still having it in your head and you write down or you talk about it with someone to the point that ideas are pretty much there. The question is, why do we do that to ourselves? Why are we our own worst enemy when it comes to doing things that we like, but end up delaying for a while, sometimes to the point that we don't want to do that anymore? One reason is that we keep distracting ourselves with pointless bullshit. A snack, a show, a conversation, a story on your phone. And then we end up seeking the distraction just so we won't do it anymore. Up to the point where a voice in your head will tell badmouth you for not working on yourself. As much as that one is annoying, this is the one time it is speaking the truth. Another reason would be that there's no point in doing it. Sure, sometimes it may provide some small gratification, and I'm not necessarily talking about work related issues, but what if that small gratification vanishes, what does it provide then? We humans are one of the weirdest animal species around, and no one more than us enjoys controlling others instead of ourselves. We'd rather spend hours watching other lives fluctuate between episodes because we are tired/bored/afraid of progressing with ours. And that in itself is preposterous. But here we are. There are times when one listens to a song and it ends up defining a period.
Regardless if it's sadness, happiness, or whatever else, one hears it and they make some vowel noise that probably our ancestors were using daily. For me, one of them is Waterloo Sunset by The Kinks. Now, granted, I have been to Waterloo, and still go there once in a while, but it has nothing to do with that. I heard this song years ago, when it didn't have a meaning to me, even though I was still in London at the time, but then I moved to Leeds, and it came up in my playlist once again. For me, it represented a time that had come and gone, that maybe I hadn't appreciated as much as I could have, yet it riffed with nostalgia for me, for some odd reason. It came up again, a few days ago, and it reminded me again of the simplicity of times, where, regardless if I was going through something or not, this song, for those few minutes, would make me calm and just bring positivity into my life. Or to put it in another perspective, when one has nostalgia about being carefree as a kid. That's kinda how this song makes me feel. And also, listening to something like this makes me sad knowing full well that music like this will never be made again. *sheds tear* You have a song like this? Tell me about it. |
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