been reading 'The Death and Life of Great American Cities' by Jane Jacobs, and this particular section struck me as infinitely relevant to my current thoughts about the modern society:

"The people of cities who have other jobs and duties, and who lack, too, the training needed, cannot volunteer as teachers or registered nurses or librarians or museum guards or social workers. But at least they can, and on lively diversified sidewalks they do, supervise the incidental play of children and assimilate the children into city society. They do it in the course of carrying on their other pursuits.

... spaces and equipments do not rear children.. only people rear children and assimilate them into civilized society. ...

In real life, only from the ordinary adults of the city sidewalk do children learn - if they learn it at all - the first fundamental of successful city life: People must take a modicum of public responsibility for each other even if they have no ties to each other. This is a lesson nobody learns by being told. It is learned from the experience of having other people without ties of kinship or close friendship or formal responsibility to you take a modicum of public responsibility for you.When Mr Lacey, the locksmith, bawls out one of my sons for running into the street, and then reports the transgression to my husband as he passes the locksmith shop, my son gets more than an overt lesson in safety and obedience. He also gets, indirectly, the lesson that Mr. Lacey, with whom we have no ties other than street propinquity, feels responsible for him to a degree. ...

The lesson that city dwellers have to take responsibility for what goes on in city streets is taught again and again to children on sidewalks which enjoy a local public life. They can absorb it astonishingly early. They show they have absorbed it by taking for granted that they, too, are part of the management. They volunteer directions to people who are lost; they tell a man he will get a ticket if he parks where he thinks he is going to park... The presence or absence of this kind of street bossiness in city children is a fairly good tip-off to the presence or absence of responsible adult behavior toward the sidewalk and the children who use it. The children are imitating adult attitudes. ...

This is instruction in city living that people hired to look after children cannot teach, because the essence of this responsibility is that you do it without being hired. It is a lesson that parents, by themselves, are powerless to teach. If parents take minor public responsibility for strangers or neighbours in a society where nobody else does, this simply means the parents are embarrassingly different and meddlesome, not that this is the proper way to behave. Such instruction must come from society itself."

Ok i guess that speaks for itself. It's a very interesting read and she writes thoroughly although sometimes a little too long-winded for my liking.

many things can't be explained. like dreams.

it's not going away. hopefully it will be better when school reopens and everything returns to normal.

You say you wander your own land
But when I think about it
I don't see how you can

You're aching, you're breaking
And I can see the pain in your eyes
Says everybody's changing
And I don't know why

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

You're gone from here
Soon you will disappear
Fading into beautiful light
'Cause everybody's changing
And I don't feel right

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

So little time
Try to understand that I'm
Trying to make a move just to stay in the game
I try to stay awake and remember my name
But everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

Oh
Everybody's changing
And I don't feel the same

damn a lot of effort for self.

Let the bridges burn.

i'm glad i did it. however painful it was, it will be over. this too shall pass.

i'll try not to be bitter. i'll give everyone the benefit of the doubt and we'll be happy as always. we're nice people and we deserve happy days. i'll put this behind me and be a happy person. there's no point thinking about why and how and what the hell.

strange how it can be so much easier to talk to a stranger. i talked to this lady i barely know, someone i met at work. and she understood, and she understood without knowing anything about the situation. and she could discuss about it with respect to me. without judgments.

i will still wake up with painful thoughts. but with time it will blow over. dunno how many times this can be pieced and re-pieced together but well.. we'll see how.

trying to arrange 'The Longest Time' but the nwc trial only allows me to save a file 10 times. shucks. so maybe i'll do that on weekends.

Maybe Tomorrow - Stereophonics

I've been down and I'm wondering why
These little black clouds
Keep walking around with me, with me

It wastes time and I'd rather be high
Think I'll walk me outside and buy a rainbow smile
But be free, they're all free

So maybe tomorrow, I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow, I'll find my way home

I look around at a beautiful life
I've been the upper side of down, been the inside of out
But we breathe, we breathe

I wanna breeze and an open mind
I wanna swim in the ocean
Wanna take my time for me, all me

So maybe tomorrow, I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow, I'll find my way home

So maybe tomorrow, I'll find my way home
So maybe tomorrow, I'll find my way home