Hot and cold in 2007
If warmth is essentially good, and coldness something to recoil from, then 2007 was a hot year. Truly, it hasn’t really ended for me, since I’m constantly reaping the benefits of all the good things that happened. I’ll remember its intensity.
Hot: … riding high on positive emotions … having two epiphanic moments, both deeply affecting my well-being and relationships with others … meeting lots of like-minded people at Pilgrims, Canterbury … giving my first workshop on blogging in teaching English there … drawing inspiration from younger colleagues and many motivated students here at home … successfully reversing the roles: my students reporting me rather than the other way round … re-engaging in serious letter writing … editing the book on European identity with vimakov … opening my mind to music (DI6) and authors (Camus) once rejected as lifeless … Radio 4 podcasts coming close to perfection … seeing the Mac happy to work my way … using sexy TextMate application for everyday writing … coffee … malt whisky … burning a lot, wearing a fiery orange vest inside out, sleeping on deep red bed linen, but learning a lot …
Cold: … the world of malls and bar codes tightening its grip on the area I live in … children learning about adult life too fast, the young turning into windbags far too early, seniors becoming living statues way too soon … a great deal of home-grown Polish moaning, misery and malaise still around …
“children learning about adult life too fast”
this I find particularly cold too.