1. contrary to the laws and customs of society; devoid of or antagonistic to sociable instincts or practices.
“a dangerous, unprincipled, antisocial type of man”
Similar:
objectionable
offensive
beyond the pale
unacceptable
unsocial
asocial
distasteful
disruptive
disorderly
lawless
rebellious
sociopathic
2. not sociable; not wanting the company of others.
I would say that, sometimes, I’m not wanting the company of others, especially if they’re objectionable, offensive, beyond the pale, unacceptable unsocial, asocial, distasteful, disruptive, disorderly, lawless, rebellious, or sociopathic.
It’s not a shock to my system that one member of the soon-to-be-married couple loves Yes and the other one decidedly does not. Differences may be a shock to the system but they make life much more interesting.
For regular readers of this blog, my ending with gratitude cannot possibly be a shock to the system.
After I swung myself out of bed, I put on my “I have mood swings” socks, hoping that my mood swings that day would be manageable.
Thankfully, my mood swings yesterday were not remarkable. For example, when I noticed that Michael had removed stuff from two kitchen cabinets during the night, I thought, “That can’t be good.”
But my mood didn’t swing dramatically.
When I noticed a truck that reminded me of death on my way into work …
…. my mood didn’t swing that much.
Here are more things that caused negligible mood swings yesterday:
Did any of those photos swing your mood in any way?
Two days ago, I drew this flow chart on my office white board for somebody who was trying to decide what action to take in a very difficult family situation.
Then, in a flow of synchronicity, somebody who used to participate in my Coping and Healing groups sent me this flowchart in an email:
I love the way that flow chart keeps flowing into the same conclusion.
Are you ready for the flow of lots of other photos?
Last night, my dear friend Jeanette flowed into town from Philadelphia and shared our dinner, flowing conversations, photos of a Nailed It! cake and her trick-or-treating dog Gidget, and also this:
It looks like that kitty has some opinions. Go with the flow and don’t worry about it!
Yesterday, one of my friends who works where I park my car on weekdays took my ukulele and posed while holding it, like so:
That’s the topic of my next blog post, I thought — What we’re holding. So I held my iPhone while I took photos of what others were holding, throughout the day.
All day, I was holding sadness and concern for a beloved group therapist and teacher with a serious illness. What I didn’t know, while I was holding that card, was that she had already passed away.
What we’re holding — even if we don’t show it — includes loss, love, pain, and so much more.
Whatever you’re holding now, dear reader, feel free to share it in a comment below.
Sometimes you see a card that perfectly captures your experience.
Sometimes you listen to the same damn song over and over again to comfort yourself, like when you’re driving to say goodbye to an old friend.
Hajanga
by Jacob Collier
Everybody, near and far
Come together as you are
To the ocean, to the sky
Sing that cosmic lullaby
Sing the hajanga
Sing your pleasure sing your pain
Like you’ll never sing again
Let it echo, loud and clear
Across the ancient stratosphere
Even when the sun refuse to shine
There’s a song of love that never dies
Even when the good days pass you by
Lift your voices to the sky singin’
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la…
As the words go round and round
Let the tears roll down and down
Sing the way you wish to be
Let that singing set you free
Even when those dark clouds bring you down
There’s a spark of joy that can be found
Even when things break and fall apart
Lift your hands up from your heart, singing
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la…
Said every morning
Every night
Through the darkness
To the light
Like a beacon
Shining bright
Sing the hajanga you’ll be alright
From the winter
Comes the spring
It don’t matter
What life will bring
You can do most anything
So give your hajanga
A song to sing
So tell your mama
Tell your pa
Sing it near and sing it far
Be exactly the way you are
See the hajanga
It’s your guiding star
To every woman
To every man
In every nation
In every land
I said please you’ve gotta understand
Now sing the hajanga
And take my hand, sing it!
Then one day your life is through
Nothing more that you can do
So give away the things you know
And tell your friends you love them so
Tell them hajanga
I let the tears roll down and down, yesterday, as I told Tony‘s friends and family that I loved him so.
Sometimes life sucks and we CAN do a damn thing about it, like telling people we love them so.
Here are all my other damn photos from yesterday:
Sometimes life sucks and we can feel and express gratitude for what we still have, like this blog and YOU.
After the Democrat debate last night — which included a lot of words, presidential candidates, and interruptions — I’m wondering what words stand out for you?
What words stand out for you in my photos from yesterday?
My son’s friend Leo (who wrote some stand-out words in this blog post) thinks I’ll stand out if my Fringe poster includes words about my credentials. I’m still not sure whether I’ll include those words.
When I search YouTube for “What words stand out for you?” this comes up first …