noriu kalėdų stebūklo

Perhaps I am more than usually jealous of my freedom. I feel that my connections with and obligations to society are at present very slight and transient. Those slight labors which afford me a livelihood, and by which I am serviceable to my contemporaries, are as yet a pleasure to me, and I am not often reminded that they are a necessity. So far I am successful, and only he is successful in his business who makes that pursuit which affords him the highest pleasure sustain him. But I foresee that if my wants should be much increased the labor required to supply them would become a drudgery. If I should sell both my forenoons and afternoons to society, neglecting my peculiar calling, there would be nothing left worth living for. I trust that I shall never thus sell my birthright for a mess of pottage.

H. Thoreau
10 January, 1851

lūžis

vakar pasielgiau labai netikėtai kai pasakiau vienam žmogui tai ko nonorėjau. gal tai kažkoks pasamonės triukas, kai ji įsiterpia į samonės veiklą, ir padaro tai ką sąmoningai tu nepadarytum, bet galbūt nori:)

ir dar, priminimas sau, kitą kartą reikia iš kart eit ir sakyt ką galvoji kitam žmogui, o tai paskui durnų dalykų įvyksta.