Friday, February 19, 2010

Say Goodbye with your Eyes

I'm starting to get this eerie feeling when it comes to saying goodbyes now. I can't really put my finger on it, but it is far from normal. Saying goodbye to people because I'm leaving for 3 months just seems odd to me. What's 3 months in the course of a lifetime??? I equate it to about 5 seconds in a day, if that. It's almost like a just in case kind of thing for some people, especially when I look into their eyes. Eyes can tell quite a bit about how a person is feeling at the moment; whether or not they are angry, how excited they are to see you, whether it's okay to kiss the person whoe eyes your looking into, if their worried/scared about the future, and so much more. Eyes might have been some way for humans to communicate to one another before spoken language. Eye contact is important to the development of communication in infants. However, I'm assuming that the majority of the world has moved away from their instinct to read pupil dilation, catch eyelid closure, and observe eye movement/aversion. It is arguably an unnecessary talent, skill, behavior, etc. Nevertheless, spending my last 7 days saying my goodbyes to people; I often find myself paying more attention to what their eyes are saying than the words that are coming out of their mouths...

There are a few people I won't have the opportunity to say goodbye to in person, if you know who are you also know how sorry I am about that fact. Let me give some hints; two in Cali, one in FL, one in Bama, and ALL amazing friends who I am going to miss very much. Sorry guys, and I'll try to make it up some way to y'all...

I got word from back home that my pack is in. I can't deny the fact that I was a little nervous about whether or not it was going to come in. Sometimes that little feeling of not knowing whether or not something will work out gives me a sort of high. I'm a sucker for a rush el naturale (Merck, Wyeth, and Pfizer have nothing on God; Serotonin, Dopamine, Norepinephrine, Adrenaline, etc) no matter what stimulus, good or bad, causes it. That's why I wing a lot of things probably; it'll show in this blog I'm sure. Today I'm getting a few last minute items (Water purification items, a clothesline, quickdry towel, power outlet converter, a travel electric razor, etc) which further proves my point.

Song of the Moment: Fight Test - The Flaming Lips

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