I must have been 12 when I took the pessimistic view after watching the news on the tv and paying attention to the politicians. I wondered if my parents were worried seeing as things were going so badly wrong but they didn't seem to want to worry about what was going on in the world.
Because I didn't have children, my pessimism remained undisturbed. I know it's incongruous with premie beliefs it just was there.
ok so a while ago there was a brief time, a matter of days maybe, where it changed - this was because you wrote a post saying there were these simple things that could be done that would make things so much better. oh, I thought. yes I suppose if we started doing things better the earth could recover. its
not impossible. But then my pessimism returned as I remembered the other stuff - how we got into such a mess in the first place.
I do think there's something magical about life. More to it than we imagine. I would hate to be a premie again, where such thoughts are taken up with Rawat. I still get a shock when I remember that it used to be like that. I enjoy my pessimism, its comfortable and true.
Though my cat went missing and when it was more than 24 hours I thought he was gone and started feeling so upset and hoping he hadn't suffered and then I get this idea he might be down on the road and walk down the driveway and finally he saunters into view in fine shape - a bit of optimism might have saved me from that.
well not really, he's just being a pussy cat.
