Ten... or so.... muddled thoughts

My thoughts are trapped in my head. No wonder I have communication 'issues'. I think I think too much. Case in point... I started this post 6 hours ago *sigh*

Someone will say something or ask a question and I'll get so wrapped up in my response, that they never get to hear it and end up thinking I'm ignoring them or don't know the answer. The same thing happens to blogs and e-mails. I'll often have a string of blog posts open waiting for answers.... and they wait... and while I'm thinking of all the things I want say in reply, I get distracted with other bits of infringing 'life'.

Many times, I will have my response to someone so well thought out, that I honestly believe that I have verbalised it (or written it down)... only to wonder later why they had no idea what was going on in my head.
My distractions for the day.... I'm once again searching for people. I have found that the people I look for either have names that are far too complicated or are far too common. I seem to be getting nowhere... a bit like swimming through a forest of seaweed. Now that was definitely a random thought association!

Oh and the photo? A huge graffiti wall in the center of the city. See the black and white pattern? That is São Paulo's trademark paving. No other state is allowed to use that pattern on their sidewalks. Each city has it's own pattern. I think it is so that if you end up in a city accidentally, you can identify where you are by the pattern on the sidewalk.... assuming you know all the patterns and not your location. Weird...

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Hoesê?

I posted the photo of Jorge and I as a group challenge on the subject of 'humour'. The South Africans will 'get' this one.

I'm the hard of hearing one in the family. Jorge, on the other hand, has selective hearing, but we often tease him about being deaf because he is so 'tuned out' a lot of the time. For our anniversary, Tatiana sent us an anniversary card from home with "Hoesê?" (translates directly to "How say?" or "What??" with emphasis) on it. Correctly written, it would be, "Hoe sê...", as a lead in to asking something like, "How do you say....?"  "Hoesê" in this form, though, is a catch phrase in South Africa. It comes from an old TV series where one of the characters would often shout that term. Seffies... please help me out with the name of the program. It is killing me!
PS. Did any of that make any sense to anyone who didn't know what it meant?

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Isn't it amazing?

 

I was sitting tonight, watching Specs sniff my fingers, then rub against my hand. I thought again who absolutely amazing the trust of an animal is. It is something that produces a feeling of awe in me... something so profound. Take Maluco. He was my baby. I was there at his birth. I miss him so much. He was the ultimate farm cat. He had no need for humans in his life, being totally self-sufficient, but every day, when I called, he'd come running home and sleep holding my mouse captive (yes, my mouse is under him in this photo) and at night, he'd sleep at the foot of my bed. When he was injured, he dragged himself home... how, I don't know. No one could touch him. He was in incredible pain, but he submitted to my nursing. He was extremely leery of other people after that, other than the three of us, of course. Trust.

One of my favourite quotes:
"Many of you have forgotten this truth
but you must never forget it:
you remain responsible, forever,
for what you have tamed."
by Antoine de Saint-Exupery

I so often wonder how people can do harm to animals, especially those we have tamed... whose trust we have gained.

Then I got thinking... it is the same with my friends. I so often feel in awe of the friendship that is offered to me. It is a little like taming, isn't it? Only a little. It boils down to gaining the trust of another, especially when there is no need or tie that keeps them there.

Amazing...

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