My Little Yesterday - deel 1

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Wel in het engels, maar imho wel de moeite waard:



7:18 PM - Go to shop. It's a bit rainy, but ah, I'll live...

7:23 PM - made it to the shop. Damn, you can get really wet in a really short time, you know that?

7:24 PM - mindlessly filling the shoppingcart with useless items, all promoted on the television that is so adored by this world, even buying windowcleaner that I don't really need, but you never know when you will is my motto all of a sudden. Life's values and perspective on that life have changed the minute I stepped in here, mind went blank, thinking went to commercial notes promoting their product.
Blissfully ignorant, I keep on walking, throwing items into my cart, ending at the cassier.

7:32 PM - after really suffering from a bad case of robotness I wake up, realizing that my bag is almost too heavy to carry, and that I really shouldn't have bought that windowcleaner... It's just one thing too much. Windowscleaner will fit nicely into my hand...

7:33 PM - after carefully filling my bag with the newly accomodated items, I want to go home, put it away, not look at it for at least a day or two. Low self-control, it is called...

7:34 PM - standing outside of the shop, realizing the heavens just broke, and water is falling down from the sky as if it were... rain...
DAMN! And I still have to drive home on my bike... frightening...

7:41 PM - Home sweet home at last. After being nearly brainwashed by the rain (in every way possible) I'm home at last, safe in my dry little dwelling of warmth... Dripping on the stoney floor, talking to myself again, taking of my clothes, realizing now that I'm soked to the bone... no, to the boxershort... Feeling wet, feeling cold, feeling sleapy, and feeling so freakin' horny I almost scared the cat when petting the little critter...I feel like taking a long, cold shower, but since I just had one, one I didn't actually ask for, I try to forget the pleasure of cold water dripping on my naked skin.

7:44 PM - being driven nuts by the rain clacking against the double-glassed windows of my privacy. Feeling wet in the only place it is really dry. It is like a clock ticking in my mind, telling me it's almost time to go out again, get wet again, do something stupid.

9:23 PM - Back home, knowing I really did go out and do something stupid. Fooling around and flirting with a girl that is not your girlfriend is just plain bad... And I was just going to watch a movie... Having sex on a couch in her house, when her father's upstairs behind his computer, organizing the bookkeeping is just plain bad. Telling her not to push her nails so deep into my skin because I think they will start to bleed momentarily, and not even thinking about your girlfriend who'd pinch harder, throw herself on top, and grab your chest is just plain bad.
Thinking of another woman when sleeping with your girlfriend is not good, but not thinking of your girlfriend when doing it with another woman is even worse.

9:25 PM - The ticking has started to pierce my mind yet again, I need a serious dose of strong alcoholic fluid. I need a caffein shot, I need sex.

9:26 PM - forget about the rain on the window, forget about the world. There is only one problem left. Should I tell her about my little movie-experience, should I tell my girl, that every night when I go out to my best friend, or to the gym, that all I work on is the lower-body part? Should I break her world down, tear her apart, or should I just stop it all and forget about it, trying to punch it somewhere in the back of my head, making it all a blur, making it all jello...

9:28 PM - No, it is worth living in fear, when living the dream of every man and every player.

10:01 PM - Wow, I think I fell asleep.

10:18 PM - Yes, I did fall asleep.

next day, 03:35 AM - I need a serious dose of strong alcoholic fluid. I need a caffein shot, I need sex.

03:37 AM - All there is left is sex.

05:36 AM - Complete happiness, and at the same time making an abrupt end to millions of potential lives. I feel great, and she doesn't seem to mind me dominating the situation at all. Cozy I'd call it, warm-and-fuzzy happiness.
To truly be a god...

05:37 AM - I love my double-life...

Howdy,

Je Engels is qua spelling en woordenkeus vrij goed, moet ik zeggen, hoewel ik je hier en daar moet betrappen op een wel heel erg Nederlandse constructie. "...but you never know when you will is my motto all of a sudden." klinkt te Nederlands om waar te zijn.

Wat je verteld is op zich wel grappig. We maken het leven van een bepaald iemand mee, en zien zijn gedachten en het tijdstip waarop die plaatsvonden. Een soort mentaal dagboek. Daardoor krijgen we alleen maar de mentale reflectie van de hoofdpersoon te zien, en geen objectieve werkelijkheid.
Dat soort dingen is leuk als je daarna een moraal probleem aanpakt, zoals vreemdgaan. Jammer genoeg speelt de hoofdpersoon er maar even mee en gaat hij er niet op in.

Ik vind het in ieder geval beter dan 'Australische Griep'. Ik ga nu even naar deel twee.

LUH-3417

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Het gaat om het leven van deze persoon, zou hij dan constant moeten tobben om "oeh, ik ga vreemd, is dit wel ethisch verantwoord" of zou hij gewoon zijn leven leiden in de stille wanhoop van de massa, met hier en daar een plekje privacy?

Zoals iedereen -die geen levensbeschouwingleraar is- kiest hij voor dit laatste, wat op zich dan wel weer een duidelijke uitleg is dat hij niet ingaat op zijn twijfels over vreemdgaan...

Over die levensbeschouwing, ik zei dat voordat ik deel twee gelezen had. In het licht daarvan is het logisch, omdat we dan meer leren over hoe de persoon denkt. Het is inderdaad beter zo.

LUH-3417

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LUH-3417 schreef:
Howdy,

Je Engels is qua spelling en woordenkeus vrij goed, moet ik zeggen, hoewel ik je hier en daar moet betrappen op een wel heel erg Nederlandse constructie. "...but you never know when you will is my motto all of a sudden." klinkt te Nederlands om waar te zijn.

moet dus zijn

'but you never know when you will' is my motto all of a sudden.

gaat dus nog steeds over die windowcleaner die hij eigenlijk niet nodig heeft...