the zsa zsa zsu

So I've been thinking lately about the zsa zsa zsu...

"You know, that butterflies-in-your-stomach thing that happens when you not only love the person but you gotta have them?"

That's what I've been thinking about.

Obviously, one automatically thinks of the zsa zsa zsu in terms of love. I think that's definitely the most popular definition - and for a good reason! There's nothing quite like a smouldering glance from that somone across the room that leaves you all melty and such. But really, who says that the zsa zsa zsu must be confined to romance? Join the priesthood - I've got the zsa zsa zsu for God! And every time I walk into Aldo, I swear I've got the zsa zsa zsu for that gorgeous pair of black pumps. mmm. And if you sit me down with some poetry by Walt Whitman or John Donne I've got the zsa zsa zsu all over! I have a friend who's got the zsa zsa zsu for physics (of all things!) and he literally wants to share the zsa zsa zsu with everyone! It's beautiful, I think, to be so passionate about something that you want everyone in the world to share in the joy that it brings you!

gravity...working against me

"What is the life of man! Is it not to shift from side to side? - from sorrow to sorrow? - to button up one cause of vexation! - and unbutton another!"
- Laurence Sterne in Tristram Shandy

not equating death with starving

so. i'm scattered and that is that. i am honestly getting what i need from a million different places right now. maybe two million. and i should downsize, i know i know. i should get rid of some of this. but...

i simply cannot imagine letting any of this go. i'm convinced that i need each and every scattered little bit in my life. and, of course, there are the practical people telling me that i'm ridiculous. i need to figure things out. i need to downsize.

and what if i don't? what then? maybe my psychologist (malloryyyyy) is right. maybe i'm supposed to be scattered at this point. so there, all you practical people.

except then i will CLEARLY go crazy. mouahahahahaha....

aaaand now i sound like a certain Algerian individual with the creepy laugh

oookay keels....time for bed

with my soul

so this girl is happy
so unbelievably happy
this is ridiculous
all the world is as it should be
and i am happy
happy for the least selfish reasons possible
and that is beautiful