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Latest Older Guestbook Email me Profile D-Land Sorry - 2006-12-04
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Divers reasons 2005-09-15 - 10:44 p.m. Lately at work I've been coming up with things to write here but by the time I come here to do it, I've forgotten pretty much what I was going to write. The basis is still there but not the ... I was going to write gist instead of basis and I just checked the meaning in the Oxford online dictionary and it's not what I thought it was. Seems to be happening a lot to me lately. One thing I've been meaning to write about is that I do want to see one word brought back into general use. 'Divers' is the word (and all this time you thought it was Grease - but no, it's: divers is the word is the word that you heard, it's got groove it's got meaning...); it means several. It's a Middle English word from Old French from Latin. For some reason I love it. I'm using it on occasion, to other people's disgust. Was also going to write about my not understanding/had enough of sitting in traffic for ages to drive to a job I hate to work for money that I just spend on stuff I really don't need and just find the whole "What am I doing here in this suburban shit-fight?" so depressing when I've always, ever since I was little, seen/fantasised that I lived on a Pacific-type island or in a little European village, not very well off but quite happy and content eating what I grow in the garden and selling any extra; and if I can bring myself to it, whatever meat I kill and dress (which I'm guessing is when I become vegetarian or barter some of my coconuts and bananas or olive oil and wine for some pork and chicken). I've also seen myself living on a yacht/boat, maybe not for good but for a while, working when I have to and then doing some travelling when I can afford it. When I was about 17 I went camping with my family a little bit up north and saw an old guy living in an old caravan on the riverbank and I thought how nice that would be. Sure, when you think how hard it really would be then yes, it does lose some (most) of it's gloss. But for some reason I've always identified with those who've lived away from the main part of society, sometimes alone, sometimes with the person they love. The courage it would take is impressive. I'm a dreamer, I know. But some days...
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