Conveniences
It is so easy to fall into the hole, gravity you evil villian. I was watching a film before I fell in, a film about a woman struggling to love herself, struggling to stop concentrating all her efforts on fulfilling the expectations of those about her, her bos, her husband, and as these things in stories often do the storyteller stripped her away: husband, gone, home, gone, job, gone, and she had to rebuild everything, so she makes a few mistakes before building things about her needs, suiting her. And as the film finished I found I was way down at the bottom of a hole, looking up at the walls that were constructed of all the ways in which my life is built about the needs and convenience of others.
Today my words seemed to have effect because they were said when they were said. Timing. I had through the thoughts earlier in the week, I had thought scenarios in which I could say the words, crowbar them into the conversation, but I am glad I didn't find the way as saying the words at the right time seemed to be as important as choosing the right words to describe the feeling. I guess timing is not just the thing for standup comedians (where the timing is usually just quick responses), or for plot developments in films and books, but timing is also part of our everyday life.
Allotted
So, I was listening to a conversation on the radio about the things we can do for the...
