Yep, it's that time again ☕.
I can't say it was the greatest night's sleep — Alfie decided that he needed company 🐶 — but, hey, give it a couple more days, and I've got a week's holiday with which to rest and recuperate.
In yesterday's post, I took aim (not for the first time) at the use of words without really considering their meaning. Or better still, the obsession, or so it seems to me, of taking a meme and running with it so that you and said thingamabob become indivisible.
(Happiness, emotional intelligence, stress-busting and even social media is in the mix.)
Can you be a little less oblique, Julian?
What I mean to say is that everyone is selling us something ("sell, sell, sell") but are they 'it', in the same way as their name, their personality and the rest of their human frailties? You'd certainly think so by the amount of time they devote to their craft, together with the fact that they seem unable to talk normally, and repeatedly plant some hackneyed words in everything they share online and off. I understand they've got to make a living, but I'm a little weary of seeing so many people tell me and others that this is the way to live out the rest of my life if I want to be (as examples) mega, mega-successful, happy 😀😀 or I want to eradicate all my supposed peccadillos.
Hang on, aren't you doing the same with your happy-clappy, true Self talk?
In a way, yes, but then again, without trying to sound holier than f* thou, no.( Collapse )