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The Spanish Chapter
There’s a level of living that every person idealizes and fantasizes about achieving in their lifetime. I often find myself doing this form of daydreaming.
Trying to write a story about the human condition, I get lost in my start. The ideas can flood out so fast that I am not able to write them coherently. When I attempt to write and express a story this way, I can’t help but struggle to find the plot.
“A man with one watch knows what time it is; a man with two watches is never sure.”
My friends have just moved to a small part of their Spanish heaven and we have just returned from a 10-day trip there. They have that life we all dream of, that one of endless sun and serenity.
Got me thinking hard about sanity. If you’re always confused of the time, which is of course a made up thing, then relatively speaking, you are also never wrong. No one is living in the same existence, we are only sharing an experience.
Being unable to calibrate your measures of sanity is a curse to behold. I’ve never gotten used to it here. I have profound connections, but I can’t stabilize my levels of enjoyment in a functional way. The dysfunction of my brain in that particular way has led me down all sorts of the worst ways of thinking and brought me back to the most clear and provocative understandings as well.
When do you know you have it all? How do you measure your life? There’s no watch we wear that tells of when we have reached that time.
There’s a substance that is theorized about that is, no joke, named Unobtainium. It’s said to be the substance that solves the problem of entropy. Take this concept and apply it to that life we dream of. What is that unobtainable level of living that allows for us to reach nirvana? It’s different for all, but it applies to all the same. Where do you go when you want to be truly happy forever?
That story structure of the main character dragged back in for that one last job; it always ends in tragedy. The point is that we can’t find that place. It is a form of describing the human condition and the paradox of life.
Wherein, the balance of negative and positive has to be such that the things you give are no less than what you take. You have to choose what you would give to live in such a way that you are always able to enjoy the fullest life.
That’s the Spanish slice of heaven my friend’s have built themselves.