niedziela, 18 lipca 2010

Lord(s) of the flies in exile


Provided, a conscious decision and a move on request can be ranked as an exile. A refugee from the 21st century. Except for the first few days:
* when I couldn't find an easy crossing to the other side of the street (damn Rondo Kaponiera!)
* when we had no spoons, knifes, forks and toilet paper ;)
* when I was snowed under with a tone of Xerox copies, books, scans, books, notes and even more books (fortunatelly, there is something to show for my effort)
* when I was overwhelmed with prices of sausages, pork loin, butter and penauts
* when I realised I had forgotten to take with me things which all of a sudden appeared to be soooo useful and necessary
* when I was given hope and then the same hope crumpled when I saw where the #85 bus the #1 tram took me and a good-looking restaurant I pictured in my head turned into a kind of a tin eating-house
Yes, so except for all these, Poznań charged me with positive emotions and it still has been good at it.
What I am trying to say (mincing my words terribly) is that one's own mug is a very crucial thing in one's own life. One really does not appreciate enough the value of his or her mug until he or she is forced to do so (Do I sound like Holden Caulfield??).

With the view of Tesco and a bit of Poznań

I brought two mugs with me; however, the one which means a lot to me (I am sentimental) is not extremely photogenic, is a bit too plain and its flaws were brought out once we felt like trying out a dishwasher (yes, we all come from a village and we go crazy whenever we see a dishwasher ;)). It will not be displayed for the reasons above mentioned.
On the contrary, the one I am presenting is quite representative (besides a little crack which is inside and tries to get outside). I was given it about two years ago and since that time I have used it just up to 10 times, which is an example of disappreciation. It was not until the move that I made friends with Czesio and his two roles, namely Robin Hood and Robocop, which is an example of a successful appreciation. Although it is quite a drink-enhancer, especially when it comes to a cocoa drink, what matters the most is that it is mine... my very own mug in a very not-own, unknown, new zone.


I don't know about Robocop but I am almost certain that Robin Hood was an exile or, at least, he had some exile issue.

4 komentarze:

Anonimowy pisze...

Yeah, actually, I have always liked Robin :)

the author ;) pisze...

For me it shoud be either a humourous depiction ('Men in Tights') or a moving one... I tend to get to extremes ;)

Anonimowy pisze...

Men in Tights rule!

Anonimowy pisze...

Ooooh, why have you removed your entry? :(