a long week…

It’s been a long, long week…

The boyfriend and I were still trying to clear things up earlier in the week and we had a couple of D&M (deep & meaningful) chats on messenger - yes, welcome to love in the modern era. I’m not 100% sure where we stand right now, but I think we’re back together again… God only knows why… on the other hand, I’m not unhappy about it…

Halfway through the week, my anxiety over the relationship was supplanted by an old issue - finances for my study programme Down Under. This has been a recurring theme every six months. Each time it appears, my emotional wellbeing is unseated, it affects my ability to concentrate on my work, and it raises existentialist questions as to the point of any work that I do right now. I’m not sure how this current “crisis” will be resolved but I’m becoming less and less certain that the financial matter will be resolved at all in the long run. I’m finally beginning to brace myself for having to soon abandon the work that I’ve done here since February 2005, and consequently my home for the last year and a half…

Meanwhile, in between all this “drama”, I’m trying to continue with preparations for the upcoming fieldwork - of course, I now wonder why I should even bother when ultimately, I may end up going through the motions, only to be prevented from reaching the goal. Of course, there may be something to be said for acting like an ostrich with its head burried in the sands in my situation - I should keep working, pretend there isn’t a problem and maybe between now and then a solution would present itself. Of course, I also wish there was some correlation between living in oblivion and the probability of finding a solution. Alas, the likelihood of that happening is probably as high as that of my finding a pot of gold under the rainbow…

Sometimes, no matter what you do, the outcome is the same. Perhaps it’s God’s way of telling you that you’re trying to swim against the current of destiny… and that you should just accept what is meant to be.

  

men

why can’t men come nicely packaged in a basic unit that you can buy off a shelve and then customise by selecting options (as you would with most computer software these days), and adding plugins and/or widgets?

  

bummed

I broke up with the boyfriend last night. Due to logistical reasons, I had to do it over the telephone - I would have preferred not to have done so but it was too difficult otherwise. He was curt and abrupt. He sounded angry and disappointed. The conversation wasn’t long.

Even though I pulled the trigger, why do I feel so bummed?

He’s been walking in and out of my mind all day long. There’s still a yearning in my heart. And my stomach still churns…

  
Mood: confused

Lessons, old and new

And the truth shall set you free…

See. This was the deal with the boyfriend: he had a few character and behavioural traits that I found difficult to live with and that I wasn’t sure, when combined with me, would be conducive to the making of a long term relationship. Moreover, they were the very same traits that the ex possessed, that I had previously found problematic, and that I decided I never wanted to live with again.

So I angst over it for a long while.

The boyfriend was otherwise perfectly “alright”. I found him attractive. We connected on a mental and, to an extent, intellectual level. He was obviously madly in love with me. And with the exception of those behavioural and character differences, we got on perfectly.

Hence, for a while there, I found it difficult to reconcile the ”good” and ”bad” of the relationship. They seemed to me to be on polar ends. On the other hand, at a rational level, it was obvious what the answer would be. However, it was difficult to accept a decision that would effectively mean ending a relationship for what could be considered, at some level, to be trivial reasons. That said, while I might have been “happy” to live with these “shortcomings” in a previous relationship, I’m not sure if I would want to do so again.

The boundaries between lands are clearer than the boundaries between ‘eras of time’. You know when you’ve crossed a national border. Currency that was acceptable, a few miles back, is worthless now. Language and culture is different too. Yet recall, for a moment, the ‘you’ that you used to be just a few short months ago. What if this ‘old you’ were to wander suddenly into your current world? There would be much that it couldn’t relate to or cope with. The current you will soon be an ‘old you’. This week’s conduction of Mars and Saturn suggests that you have come to the constructive end of a long, tiresome process.
Cainer, the week ahead for Aries

Then on Saturday morning, I discovered, albeit without his knowledge, that he had been less than honest with me about something. I’m not proud of what I had done to arrive at this discovery, but I nevertheless feel justified in hindsight. Two wrongs may not make a right and a just outcome may not justify a wrongful process but in my cluttered, clouded mind, this somewhat accidental discovery was important.

Is it better to do that right thing for the wrong reasons than to do the wrong thing for the right ones? A lot of course, depends on what the thing in question is. More still, depends on how right - or wrong those reasons are. Right and wrong are relative terms. They are expressions of a system of value judgements with several fundamental flaws. Who can really say what’s good or bad, right or wrong? Meanwhile, here’s today’s forecast. You are now doing the right thing… for all the right reasons.
Cainer, for Aries on Saturday

There really isn’t an overwhelmingly decisive reason. There are just a lot of little points of contention. But each little bit adds up. And I think the haystack has just tipped that little bit too far over one side now. So, although the matter over which he had been less than honest is ultimately unimportant to me, and although I still feel ambivalent about ending the relationship for “trivial” reasons, I think it is very much clearer in my mind, what the “right” course of action should be.

I should have listened to my intuition a few months back. In hindsight, there were certainly many signs pointing to these “problematic” areas. There were also events that practically screamed how “wrong” this was. But I guess I couldn’t stop hoping. The optimist in me prevailed and I wanted to give this relationship its fair chance. In the end, I should have known - if it doesn’t feel “right”, it probably isn’t… and no amount of hope or effort was going to change that.

I think I know exactly what it is I am looking for in a relationship at this point in my life. I think I know what I will or will not live with in that relationship. While past experience is all very well, and I don’t regret any of it, I think I know what it is I need now and in the future. Although my heart still clouds my better judgement sometimes, I think I need to let my mind take charge in my own best interests…

Big stuff is happening this weekend. It may not have official importance but it really matters. It is making a difference. It is changing a pattern. It is breaking new ground. Well, perhaps on reflection, it isn’t so much breaking new ground as securing existing territory. It is as if you have recently staked your claim to a particular place or space. Whether this has actually been challenged or you just fear that it is going to be questioned, you are on guard. Soon, though, you will gain much reassurance.
Cainer, for Aries on Friday

 

 

  

time flies

It never ceases to amaze me how the passage of time can result in a lot or very little without your realising it.

I had the best of intention to make progress with my work today, but after spending about five hours in the office, the amount of actual work I did could probably have been completed in an hour or less… For most of the afternoon, I was caught up in the vortex that is the internet, although to be fair, I did improve this site/blog but one might argue that in the grand list of priorities this productivity doesn’t rank very high…

Similarly, between February and April, much of my time was whiled away on things that didn’t really result in much. I should have been working hard on my PhD research. I should have been making great strides with the thesis. Alas, that wasn’t the case. “Real” work was minimal. Progress, if any, was very slow. And when I look back at that period of time, I can’t quite say what I did do in terms of my research.

On the other hand, the last four months have brought great changes to my personal life. Slowly and insiduously, the boyfriend has wormed his way into my heart. Albeit probably through no conscious intention on his part. And, more importantly, despite, all my reservations about both him and us.

I’ve been giving this relationship serious thought in the last two weeks and I find it very difficult to come to a clear decision or conclusion about it because no matter which way I turn, no matter what rational arguments I come up with, I eventually find myself confronted by this fuzzy feeling that defies all rational arguments - LOVE. Somehow, without consciously noting it, I have come, through the passage of time, to love and care for him. And that’s a great stride that may prevent me from making another that might be even more important… 

I wished love was a more discrete emotion and not this amorphous sentiment that pervades your being and clouds your judgement…

  
Mood: ambivalent