Muninn
"Dick Laurent is dead."
Burnt out, over the hill autistic IT nerd and longtime SSC lurker
User ID: 3219
Edit: Breaking fall by landing on bended knees and transitioning into a roll.
This is The Way. Once upon a time a young teen-aged me climbed up the side of a stack of drying lumber on a dare, probably about twenty feet high, perhaps higher. It was an easy climb, with plenty of room for my feet between the layers of lumber, and I quickly ascended almost to the top. Unfortunately for me, I wasn't thinking at all about the properties of the pile that I was climbing, and so when the shim that my right hand had grabbed onto came right out of the side of the pile thanks to all of the force I had just exerted on it, I had nowhere to go but down. I had exactly enough time on the way down to think to myself, "oh, shit," and that I should break my fall in exactly this way before I hit, and I did so in an instant. I didn't do it perfectly, because my back hurt like Hell for the next couple of days, but I was otherwise unharmed.
I mean, there's a reason that divorce is like #2 on the list of major life stressors or whatever. It's a lot for someone to deal with, come to terms with, find peace with, etc., and IMAO the vast majority of the time, both parties had some level of their own issues coming out to play. Ideally, each party would be honest enough and introspective enough to reflect on their own part in the failure of the marriage, and even if they believed said failure was an eventuality, they'd find at least some of their own issues and start working on them, and those sorts of changes take their time. And in the meantime, sex and relationships can be just as stimulating, captivating, and enslaving as any good drug.
Thank you for the AACQ, everyone!
OTOH, that could lead to a Gosling-based Unbearable Weight of Massive Talent-style movie. So we'd have that going for us. Heck, I think I'd have to go see it just to see what they did with it!
Your description of "depressive debt is compelling enough that now I'm wondering if my self-image as something of a clutterbug is actually a cover! I'd like to think not, but depression has historically been a pervasive emotion for me ever since I was a teenager, and despite a major perspective shift that started in mid-life, it's only been the last year or so in which I can definitively say that my day-to-day mood has generally improved. Stupid alexithymia!
And wouldn't you know it, my mouse pad is in fact currently encroached upon by several pieces of mail that really just need to be filed/thrown away. And I just cleaned my new apartment up a bit because the landlord came by this morning to fix something, which is to say you've definitely given me a lot of food for thought. Thanks for this!
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