ALOHA

reflections

Yes, it happened. We've started to argue hard in the week before Christmas. I was concrete in my arguments so finally he just unloaded his whole energy. Eventually, on last Thursday I was brutal enough to just put him into the drawer and close it.

We generally had good relationship. He was the one to wake me up in the morning, he would always bring me some essential news about what was happening worldwide, but what I especially liked in him was that possibility he gave me to catch up with the events of my friends' lives.

Snapchat, you see, has become quite rewarding way to announce quickly that the hard competition was won or get to know that the friend far away was being happy at the time.

He also gave me great opportunity to follow what's happening here, on ALOHA as well as on my Google+ site which I've been considering recently as a great panel to discuss particular projects and topics.

Besides above goodness I got, there were, however, some qualities I've just become so put off about.

What's the general reason of our temporary break-up was the constant activity which he demanded from me. Like, I had to read and reply for the every message immediately, answered any necessary questions within an hour or took a photo of that or that event because, hey, it might never repeat in the future, right?

Someone told me once, that it's impossible to quit the phone, because we're already addicted, not in this way which requires the medical and psychological treatment but because our closest people use it. And as far as they do it, they're going to push us into the same, since it's a lot of easier. They don't have the bad intentions in it, however - I'm aware they would like to cut down on their phones a little bit as well.

But that's the world we live in, it's very hard right now to obey the mobile phones, for example while trying hard to reach the less popular destination in a huge town. We've got Google Maps, we're able to save the time to do it. You know, Night Owls (I consider it a very pleasant way to call readers here, leave a line what do you think about it) exactly what I'm talking it, it seems obvious.

What I wanted to achieve in this post is actually to disagree a bit with the mentioned someone who presented me that quite logical theory.

Actually, we really can control the boards to which we approximate ourselves in this whole mobile usage.

We really don't have to check up the Facebook or Twitter notifications every hour, right?

It's really possible to turn off your mobile phone if you have got friends who just know you well enough to think you could have done it.

I've been in this separation period with my own mobile phone and I really don't feel the real need to turn it on again. It's easier now, of course, because I have the laptop to work on and I'm at home having short winter holidays. Less things to organise, less potential talks to make on the phone eventually...

However, probably very soon, I will open the drawer again, but what I would like you to consider is the real time we need - ? - spend on our phones. Maybe from month to month it's possible to break-up with it and get some little more freedom. Your mobile will be waiting for you to come back anyway.

It really feels good. Perhaps, New Year is a good motivation to try this experience.

As Oscar Wilde said so: Experience is the hardest kind of teacher. It gives you the test first and the lesson afterwards.

Take care of yourselves, Night Owls (oh, just write to me whether it sounds attractive enough)

GigiBax

night

This Smonday feeling

12/11/2016

Aloha everyone!

Dinner with candles company. Honestly, I should do it more often.

Short before I sat to write this post, the electricity, due to crazy winds dancing outside, had been cut away from the whole area.

Actually, I've found myself very calm with that revelation and just closed the glowing screen of my laptop and slowly switched to looking for some melancholic candles. That hour of darkness, perfectly shows how to understand better the phenomenon of Smonday feeling and how to deal with it.

Firstly, for all you who hadn't heard this word before - Smonday works lively in an English language everydaying (as that -ing form I've made so correct, but so needed on my page) and has even own dictionary definition.

It can be described as the period of time (and emotions) a human struggles with between Sunday and Monday as you can guess. It's also said that Smonday involves bigger intake of caffeine than for regular people and less amount of sleep. What I found especially interesting was the fact, that the phenomenon can occur mostly for the employees in the businness field of work as well as for college students. (Here, I would look for a little bit different interpretation, let's say more party-involving explanaition for the sleepless nights of poor students, but you cannot argue with the dictionary, right?)

However, I believe that besides the above psychological essay about Smonday, everyone knows what I'm now talking about. Like, each of us should easily recall one moment in life when during Sunday afternoon or evening, the Rush of Work was laughing and teasing us with a company of Lady Frustration whose loud knocking at our Door of Time was becoming pretty pissing off. These two feelings actually break the rule of classic relaxing Sunday idea, interrupt our relationships and even cause some under-eye bags.

But, hey, IT IS possible to organise your time so you could do less for one day of the week!
I would love to emphasise the phrase do less, as doing nothing cannot match this kind of rests time. Of course, doing nothing hasn't got particular definition, but in my modest opinion, acting like a couch potato whole day is more like vegetation, not real relax we all seek to.

Sunday was made to feel us better. To make life easier. We feel the hurry of the World, we try hard to not to fall behind in our lives.

Yes, you can live from weekend to weekend. It is, indeed a perfect occasion to stop for a moment, to talk with the beloved ones, to read a book, stretch up a bit, get some warm cocoa... but weekend doesn't delete other 5 days of your week, remember that!

But imagine, there are people who, more or less aware of that, delete Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday (just in case you're in the group and forgot how the days are named), Thursday and Friday. They're so bombed with the frustrating feeling of Smonday. Then, they don't even have a rest they've been waiting for so hard. T r a g e d y.

I just wanted you to consider whether you've faced, an how many times, such tragedies in your lives. Of course, we're only humans and I also sometimes remind myself about the undone work at 23:59 on Sunday.

The key is to organise your time in that own, creative way to fight the Smonday feeling effectively. To barely forgot about it.

That hour of darkness I've had today let me encourage myself to spend the rest of the evening more pleasantly, more slowly.

It appears, so, sometimes darkness can enlighten us.

(God, but please don't make me blind at those very moments.)

GigiBax