End Of My Offline Experiment

A few days ago I stated that I’m going to try and be more offline that usual, and indeed for a couple of days I didn’t connect to any IM service (I use MSN, Google Talk and occasionally Facebook.) Except for one friend at work it appears that no one missed me online (thanks, rom :) I didn’t miss it too much either and it made very little difference on my life.

So I decided to come back online. It’s still useful and fun to talk to friends here and there. Some of my friends I only talk to online. I should remember to do less of that and use more personal communication, like phone and actually meeting people, where possible.

Me And Girls, Past And Present

Lately issues with girls have been troubling me, so I decided to write this post to get some of this off my mind.

In my past relationships with girls I’ve mostly been the best friend. Or, should I say, the “just friends” kind of a best friend. Being a pretty good listener I basically put myself in this position. It was my way of getting close to girls I was interested in and a natural choice, considering that I thought little of myself in terms of looks, sense of humor and general attractiveness in the eyes of members of the opposite sex.

Add to that the fact that, for me, a girl who can express her feelings is very attractive and bang!… years of suffering. I believe it to be at least 10 years. Different girls, of course, but some of those infatuations lasted quite a long time (longest, I believe, was 4 years.)

What does the life of the best friend look like? Full of ups and downs. If the girl has a boyfriend, you listen to how great he is and share the excitement, secretly broken hearted and never revealing (sometimes even denying) your true feelings about it. And if the girl is leaving a boyfriend you offer your empathy, secretly hoping that she will notice how good things are with you and choose you as her next boyfriend. Something which, obviously, never happens.

There’s a lot of ignoring the obvious when you’re the best friend. You think you see hints that the girl likes you but of course there are none. After all, if she really wanted you as a boyfriend she would have told you already – she tells you everything else so it’s not like she’s going to hide it. But you let your mind play tricks on you until some kind of realization hits you, usually with a lot of drama and heart ache.

These days things are a little different – I’m 32 and most girls I meet usually aren’t looking for a listener. And if it so happens that I like someone for more than just friendship but she’s not interested, I cut it off. That’s, basically, what happened with the last girl I wrote about – when she told me she’s not interested I said “that’s fine, but we can’t be friends.” It’s a shame that my way of dealing with it is avoidance, but it’s better than going into the friend zone again.

It’s not easy. I find myself fighting the urge to call her when I want to talk with someone. Knowing where conversations like this may lead, I think I’m making the right choice. I just wish I didn’t think about her as much.

Going (Semi) Offline

I always said that, even though I’m available on my mobile phone and online most of the day, I don’t feel obligated to answer any calls or messages I get. But in effect I’ve always been online and available. Following some of the recent events in my life I’ve decided to be less online. It doesn’t mean that I’ll spend less time on the computer. It just means that I won’t be so available for IMs as much as I used to be.

I will still check my emails and be available on the phone. Considering that my online friends already were well-mannered, I don’t know how much effect this will have on my life. But it’s worth the experiment.

Some Days Are Better Than Others

I tried to write about this last weekend, which was crappy, but gave up on it (basically, I’m tired of hearing myself complain.)

What I do want to write about is that during this weekend it occurred to me that I’m actually looking forward to going back to work and being busy. I realized that this may be one of the reasons I stayed at work so many hours before the trip. I’m determined not to let this happen now and plan fun weekends that will leave me craving for another day off, like a normal person.

I Hate Shopping, Especially For Clothes

I hate shopping. And I specifically dislike shopping for clothes. For an upcoming wedding I had to go shopping both for a new wedding shirt and wedding shoes. It was awful. The shirt I found pretty early on the shopping spree, but shoes are always hard for me to find, let alone shoes for the nice occasions which I don’t even like (I wear sports shoes daily.)

And my mind works in such a mysterious way… when I’m miserable, it really likes to taunt me even more. So of course while I was measuring shoes against my will, I really wanted that girl to be around and I was having conversations in my head with her.

I know. It’s pathetic. I’m sick of it myself.

Keeping Myself Busy

I’ve been keeping myself busy lately, the idea being to sulk as little as possible about the girl who didn’t want me. So I’m hardly at home and when I finally get there I’m continuing the big reorg operation, currently focusing on sorting the piles of mail accumulated over more than 2 years.

I’m trying to reduce clutter. I found out that the less things I have at home, the happier I am to be in it. That’s why I’m throwing away a lot of (mostly unused) possessions. But for some things it’s hard to find a place. For example, I have a lot of “souvenirs” (ticket stubs, newspaper clips, pictures) I would like to keep. So I think I’m going to get a nice box and put them all inside, pretty much unsorted.

The same goes for my computers – I’m deleting old files I’ve been keeping around for years, some without any good reason. And just like the physical equivalents, sometimes I don’t know where to put things – in which folder should I place old pictures? Unfinished poems and stories? All kinds of digital souvenirs like email attachments I got? What about the emails themselves? It’s not always easy to sort them out. And in the computer I can’t just throw them in a virtual box (folder) unsorted – that’s where they started in the first place.

When it comes to task management, I started using Gmail’s dead simple Tasks window (here’s how it works). Along with Google Calendar’s SMS reminders (they’re free, by the way) I plan evenings and weekends full of activities. I really want to get to the day when the task list is empty but some of the tasks are scheduled for months ahead, so it might take a while.

לבד 2

איך אתה רוצה שיהיה לך טוב
אם אתה לא עושה כלום עם עצמך
אם אתה נותן לראש להתעלל בלב
אם אתה מתמכר לגלים של כאב.

מרחם על עצמך ואומר:
אל תשקע במחשבות.
אל תיפול ברשתות
של עצב וכאב,
של אכזבה ודכאון.
אתה יפה, אתה מוכשר,
אתה מצחיק, אתה חכם.
אבל אתה פשוט לבד.

(נכתב לפני 10 שנים לפחות. מצאתי אותו יחד עם ההערה המקורית הבאה:
השיר לא היה אמור להיות בנושא בדידות, וגם היה אמור להיות יותר ארוך בצורה שאפשר יהיה להוסיף לו מנגינה. אבל זה מה שיצא, ומאז דברים קצת השתנו וכנראה שלעולם לא יהיה לו המשך, אז אני מפרסם אותו כמו שהוא.)

שיר המבוך

(עוד משהו ישן שאבד באסון העברית הגדול של הבלוג הזה)

שיר המבוך, שיר המבוך
נולדת!
“אתה נמצא כאן”
אומר השלט שמצביע על מפה,
שתראה בפעם האחרונה.
החוקים:
נקודת ההתחלה נבחרה בשבילך.
יש אינסוף יציאות.
הבחירה בדרך היא שלך,
והיציאה תהיה לפי הדרך.
אתה מצוייד במשפחה,
ואינך רשאי להחליפה.
קדימה, התקדם!

שיר המבוך, שיר המבוך
ימינה ושמאלה, מה אתה רואה?
בחר בחוכמה.
בחר במסדרון הארוך חסר הפניות,
וכשתרצה לחזור החזרה תהיה קשה.
בחר בפיתולים ובפניות,
ואולי תמצא את עצמך חזרה באותה נקודה ממנה יצאת.

שיר המבוך, שיר המבוך
יש אנשים בדרך.
הצטרפות אליהם תבטיח שינוי,
בדרך שלהם וגם בשלך.
אושר,
אהבה,
עצב,
אכזבה.
כולם נמצאים בדרך, כולם אפשרויות.
מאכזבה לומדים,
עצב מעכב,
אושר ממלא.
אהבה… אהבה היא… אין זמן, חייבים לזוז.

שיר המבוך, שיר המבוך
כאוס מוחלט, אבל אתה חייב לבחור.
גילית כשרון, התקדמת לכיוון אחד.
גידלת משפחה, התקדמת לכיוון שני.
לא תמיד אפשר לחזור.
על רוב הבחירות שעשית לא תוכל להתחרט,
השינוי נעשה.

שיר המבוך, שיר המבוך
חלק מהדרכים יהיו ללא מוצא.
סוף!
אבל יש תקווה,
חזור על עקבותיך ומצא אותה.
נשאר מעט זמן, אבל אל דאגה:
כשתמצא אהבה… לא עכשיו, קודם חזור.

שיר המבוך, שיר המבוך
אתה לקראת הסוף,
כל הדברים שעשית מתכנסים.
אתה מסתכל אחורה ובקושי רואה
את הפנייה האחרונה שעשית
משוך בכתפיים וצא מהמבוך.
כבר לא אכפת, לא אכפת…
כי מצאת אהבה.

שיר המבוך, שיר החיים
מתת!
חיית באושר?

אל

(זה שיר ישן שנכתב לפני הרבה שנים ומצאתי עכשיו. הוא לא גמור אבל גם לעולם לא ייגמר, אז הנה)

אל תנסו לנחם אותי –
כבר לא כל כך כואב.
יש לי כבר
שנים של נסיון
ושריון סביב הלב.

אל תנסו לחבק אותי –
אני לא כזה חלש
כמו שאני נראה.
וגם אם כואב אני אתגבר
זה לא כל כך נורא.

ואם נראה שאני לוקח
את הכל קשה –
אל תגידו לי את זה.
במקום זה תנסו להבין
שאני לא אתם.
תהיו רגישים איתי
כמו שאני איתכם.

אז אל תנסו לנחם אותי –
כדי להמשיך הלאה
צריך קודם להתאבל
על העבר.
עם לב מלא חרטות
על שנים אבודות
אי אפשר להמשיך
אל המחר.

Girl Stuff

I’ve never been big on writing about my relationships in the blog, but I’ll take a shot at it now by talking about the last (and extremely short) experience I had with a girl.

We’ve known each other for almost a year. I’ve always liked her but never thought she’d be interested in me. It’s a “different league” kind of feeling. With her being on the higher league, that is. But two days before the trip we went out for the first time and I told her about my feelings for her. I felt I could do that because of the trip and everything. And to my surprise it turned out that she had feelings for me as well.

I couldn’t believe it. In fact, I find it hard to believe right now, too.

And so I went on the trip. I thought about her quite a lot during and hoped we could restart things when I’m back. Unfortunately, things have changed for her and she was no longer interested. So it was pretty much over before it started. If you’ve noticed I’m not in the mood over the past few days, this is why.

Now I’m back to my “not looking” attitude – I’m not actively looking for a girlfriend. It’s recovery time.