Citat favorit: „Vei iubi viața”. / Favourite quote: „You’ll love life”.
Sunt fericit. Uneori trimis, uneori nervos, dar fericit.
Îmi place citatul pe care l-am ales. Citat din mine. (Oh, no, the audacity!)
În general sunt fericit, împăcat cu mine, bucuros chiar.
Uneori nu sunt bucuros, dar fericit și împăcat cu mine sunt cam tot timpul.
Și dacă am nevoie să mă relaxez și să stau liniștit, pot găsi în mine resursele să fac asta.
Das wurde ich einmal von einem Mädchen in einem aggressiven, fast schon mobbenden Ton in einem Theater-Outdoor-Kurs gefragt.
So, als wäre das etwas, worauf man stolz sein müsste – ein Zeichen von Erfolg.
J’avais recommandé à quelques amis choisir une photographe.
À un certain moment, j’ai dit : „Vous devez choisir un photographe par son portefeuille, et certainement pas par des recommandations. En ce regard, je connais un photographe.”.
J’ai reçu cette réponse : „Ah, c’est très intéressant. Quel est le nom du photographe ?”.
One of my teachers said at one point – „I just looked at one person, and I instantly knew that there’s an issue with that person.”
I don’t especially like this way of „reading” people.
I think it was Rand Fishkin who said something like „we tend to have more and more prejudice, as we meet more and more people.”
I think Rand is right, and it’s unavoidable to think about others, to judge them, to have prejudice.
But you could at least refrain from making statements like „I know he’s weirdo.” in front of a class.
Some people ask: „How are you?”
As a (half-)joke, I like to ask: „Who are you?”
A bit rude, I must admit, but jokes tend to be like that.
There are two ways of acting:
The solution? As always – the paradox. From time to time, try not to make anyone happy. From time to time, try to make all the people happy.
I know people who use this word a lot – „this is strange”.
The thing is – they tend to be strange, themselves.
From Seth Godin:
We Are All Weird: My new book launches today. (Link includes translations to three languages and worldwide availability, too).
What are you going to do with your weirdness? Or the weirdness of everyone around you?
My advice?
Don’t even try not to be weird. It’s pointless.
We are all like this.
In 2013 I went to Turkey – Follow-up: Turcia – closing the circle / se închide cercul – Blog de Olivian Breda.
In 2015-2016, I lived for one year in London, after I previously went to London / Ireland.
London/Ireland are the most Western places I’ve been to. Turkey is the most Eastern.
From time to time, I dream about London when I sleep.
From time to time, I remember Turkey when I’m awake.
I long to go back to London/Turkey (Gaziantep, even) sometimes.
Some things never change.
I’ve been to other countries, for these two I long.
