
12.08.2010
the little fir tree



do you hear that? no? maybe because it's muffled by the surrounding insulation, but i'm quite sure i hear the distant sounds of my own heart breaking. i sobbed (in secret) the first time i read The Little Fir Tree. the little tree was so happy it was picked to be part of the family's Christmas... so adored, so much attention received. only to be thrown in the backyard to die at season's end. i can still remember the last sketch with its barren twigs covered in snow. ouch. it honestly hurts me to this day. yes, i'm overly sensitive about strange things (like anthropomorphized plants), i admit it, but seriously... it's tragic. these photos by Todd Sanchioni bring me right back to that moment of closing the book with a furrowed brow, a lump in my throat and tears in my eyes. and never feeling quite right about Christmas trees ever again. thanks, Hans.alain de botton continues to blow my mind...
A simple problem of arithmetic: there are far more ambitions than there are grand destinies available
After one or two of life's serious setbacks, it becomes hard to remain entirely dry-eyed when 'I will survive' comes on the radio.
Monogamy is a fine ideal but when someone says of their partner 'I trust them a 1000%,' it's hard not to feel a little depressed.
To be as tough as the world to give kids the strength to deal with it eventually, or to be far less tough - for the very same reason.
Is that things are OK proof that it was ridiculous to worry - or are things OK only because one worried?
So many relationships spoilt by our tendency to become mean when we are in fact hurt.
Haunted by Saul Bellow's remark: 'it is a wise man who is able to outgrow the attitudes to women of his father.'
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After one or two of life's serious setbacks, it becomes hard to remain entirely dry-eyed when 'I will survive' comes on the radio.
Monogamy is a fine ideal but when someone says of their partner 'I trust them a 1000%,' it's hard not to feel a little depressed.
To be as tough as the world to give kids the strength to deal with it eventually, or to be far less tough - for the very same reason.
Is that things are OK proof that it was ridiculous to worry - or are things OK only because one worried?
So many relationships spoilt by our tendency to become mean when we are in fact hurt.
Haunted by Saul Bellow's remark: 'it is a wise man who is able to outgrow the attitudes to women of his father.'
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