My Place and Random Thoughts

I moved in to a new apartment last weekend. It’s a studio. That’s a sexy name for a bed-sitter. Truth is, it’s bigger than the bed-sitter you might have seen back home. I’ll take this new place any day over the hotel room I stayed in for the first three weeks of this month.

I have a spring bed that gives a back massage. This bed – which I’m yet to baptize – has four smooth pillows which I think feel neglected when I’m sleeping. I don’t use pillows. I guess they feel as though I’m showing them a cold shoulder. What a loss to me!

A 42’ Smart Samsung TV sits on the fittings. My entertainment needs a sorted. When I raise my head from this nameless bed, I’m greeted by a kitchenette. Cupboards at the top, a clean-energy two plate cooking surface that heats up in seconds, a metallic board that bounces light from the LED spotlight bulbs, a sink that I’ve tried to keep clean.

There’s a coffee maker on the kitchen top that I believe brews some fine caffeine (I use the word “believe” because I haven’t yet used it.) And, like a goddess of comfort, a microwave with grilling capability crosses its legs on the table top.  

I have a table at the center of my house with two straight back chairs to its side. It’s a pretentious dining table, which also works as a reading table. I’ve got a cylindrical stool with a clean surface. It weighs about 5 Kgs. I could exchange it for a year’s supply of beef if any one wants to take it. My couch which can comfortably sit a maximum of two has three pillows. It looks at me with pitiful eyes because there’s no one I can sit on it with. It’s a cold world out here and having no company means you are left to the cuddles of 3°C temperature.

I’ve thrown my clothes into the wardrobe. Who has the time to gracefully fold clothes? Probably a girl called Grace. My clothes will lay in unneatly until I get some hangers. That’ll be in a few days. There are hooks for my jackets and that’s what matters for now.

When I walk into my bathroom, I speak a dialect that my brain is still working its way to process. “Das ist gut genug für mich,” I say.   

My only complaint is that my house has an unfresh smell. It’s the smell of an infant’s fart. A new house shouldn’t be giving off such a whiff. My visitors, if I get any, might think I go around releasing polluted air from my backside every time I’m in my house. I haven’t yet located the source of that smell. I hope there’s no dead rat in here.

Let’s switch a little to some random things I thought about.

There are many ways of closing a circle that’s three quarters complete. You can either draw the remaining arc, which is the quick and easy path. Or, you can draw a tree, turning the incomplete circle into an apple that the snake placed on Eve’s plate. And we all know what Eve did thereafter. She put us all in trouble.

It boils down to perception. Where some see a problem, others see possibility.

Information is neutral. Situations are neutral. Some actions are neutral.

Some people consider sex to be a sin. Others do not. To each their own. You can always change your mind.

January is named after Janus, the two-faced Roman god of beginnings, the one who takes charge of daybreak. 

“A mind is like a parachute. It doesn’t work if it’s not open,”- Frank Zappa.

The sun brings joy. It brightens up life.

A girl will hang-up on you if she wants to. And there’s nothing you can do about it.

Don’t overly compliment someone. The compliment comes off stale to the recipient and loses its spark.

You can have a plan. Sometimes it works. Other times it fails.

Don’t beat yourself too much when the coffee doesn’t waft your way.

When the tide is in your favor, be grateful. When it goes against you, wade your way through to safety.

Be good. It costs nothing.

I believe in love. I believe in logic.

I like magic.

“When you get the choice to sit it out or dance, I hope you dance,”- Lee Ann Womack.

The Department for Doing Nothing exists. I thought it was a hoax when I came across it from an online course I took. You might want to check it out.

Money is important in a relationship.