An excerpt from 42; My life; My universe; My everything(the first post on this blog), read between the lines and on them to find out basically everything there is to know about me. (Or at least the part I’m willing to share)
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Somehow, computers are a large part of my life, my universe and my everything. I met some of my best friends online, people that helped me through hard times and vice versa. Without computers, I could never have become what I am now, nor could I have been where I am now.
Earning a living through computers once was my dream job, and it is again. To learn, to learn as fast as I did last night, to be presented with problems, and to solve them. I missed that, a lot.
On the other hand, computers almost were my downfall. I was overworked, severely, because I couldn’t let go of my work. I worked in th evenings, in the weekends, just to keep up and because my work interested me.
Then my salvation was found in a little puppy. Jael.
She too is a large part of my life, my universe and my everything. She comforts me, she forces me to take care of her, she makes me make long therapeutic walks, studying dog behaviour, I learnt a lot that is of great use to me in human behaviour, I will get back to that some other time.
Lately, my life, my universe and my everything has been shared with more wonderful animals. Seven rabbits and a cat. All so different, all so wise in their own way. All living with me, because I was the one to give them the best possible home at that time. My pets taught me patience, mostly because they needed time to learn. My dog needed to learn basic commands, my rabbits needed to learn to trust me, my cat needs to learn how to catch birds without tripping over them. On the other hand, the latter is really just because I wanted to say something about her. I don’t want her to start killing birds. She is, like any cat, perfect in her own way.
My pets give me little joys, the little joys I need so much to keep on enjoying life.
Joy can be found in amazing places, a rabbit not eating his favourite treat, because nudging me for attention and a major petting session gives me great joy, my cat, getting at ease at her new home, discovering her world, walking over the garden fence as I type this, the way she is, so catlike, it brings me pleasure.
And then my dog, she teaches me about myself, about my flaws, every day, just because she responds to them and any misbehaviour on her part is my fault. She brings me ultimate happiness, because she forgives me, for each of my flaws. (Although she gets awfully pissed off when I come home drunk without taking her to the bar with me,
she will ignore me for days! And I find even that amusing.)
There are other little joys too. Little joys we hardly ever take the time for. Little things, that you can easily overlook, to easily missed, and because of that the pleasure of finding them is even greater. The little stolen moments that you remember.
The one flower blooming, the mist over a meadow in the morning, the frozen dew on a spiders web, the rustle of fallen leaves, the smell of rainâ€¦ Stealing these moments, these precious gifts, is a big part of my life, my universe and my everything too. If I find the time for them, they bring me energy. They make me look at the world in wonder, with a fresh view. A child’s view, without the influences of twenty-four years of experiences.