Earthquakes and Crises

I've been feeling my social limits as a human being in the past few weeks. I've realized that my pride cannot really stand a job that is sometimes practically substanceless. I've learned that to have friends near that understand you is indispensible.

Yes, my friends; Ted, Teddy, Ned, Tedward, Tedley, Nedley, the odor (my brother Nick's personal favorite), Theo, Theodore, or Teto (as they call me here) - whatever you call this animal that is currently pushing buttons on some small, inert, white thing - is experiencing crises. But worry not as these sorts of self-indulgences are completely natural. Also, crises come and go. Everyone goes through them. Sometimes they completely transform themselves into something very positive.

Recently I have had more contact with my friends than ever before. I have acquired internet in my home and have been talking for very cheap through Skype to friends around the world. Perhaps this is why I have now found this crisis. Perhaps the internet has given me crutches that I didn't need and that now create new needs. The internet is a tricky thing, isn't it? It's like a computer game that pretends to be a tangible aspect of your real life. But it can never be that just like a machine could never beat Federer or Nadal at a match of tennis. That's why people exist in real life. Because we cannot ever be fully replaced. Life can never be fully replaced. Something will always be missing. And that goes for friends too, wise guy.

Sometimes I feel like I am living in a tunnel park (photo above) trapped inside of cave with strange electrically lit decorations and a highly uninhabitable environment. But then I remember that outside my office are mountains and rivers and trees and sky. Sometimes I cannot hear/see/feel past the bustling of this busy junior high school office where I am supposed to spend most of my working hours.

Last night I felt my first earthquake. The bugger woke me up. It was unsettling, as earthquakes tend to be. The vice-principal at my school told me it was a 3.0 but I just looked it up and it was a 6.2 on the richter scale. Not bad eh?

I think that sometimes people just get tangled in the combination of wires and branches. The confusion overbears and thrusts forth its nasty convolutedness, tangling mess.