The other day, one of my friends on Facebook was trying to introduce to me a 'new' miraculous way of thinking that will help me: overcome the health problems that (according to my social media feed) I have been accumulating, due to my 'wrong' way of thinking! This made obvious to me that most of you do not really know who I am, and it is understandable to make wrong conclusions, when all I’m giving you is random posts, connected to my here-and-now, unrelated with my story thread. So, let me introduce myself.
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5/29/2023
4/13/2023
Fighting for a medical appointment
Dear future historian,
I am, as I’m writing this, number 18th in the medical
centre's phone queue. I'm waiting 45 min already. I was number 30 in the queue
when this call started.
Let me introduce you to the story:
4/06/2023
Finally today is the day
Dear future historian,
I know I have been missing for months, but we both know that
(time gaps in the past) for you is not even a thing; at least not a thing that
has time separating my last post from this one. For you it's just a turn of the
page, or a keep-scrolling kind of thing.
The distance to walk between the Parthenon marvels and the
Benin bronzes in the British Museum. (Are these still there? A topic for
another day, maybe).
Back to us. Is there a 'we', my dear future historian?
Am I just imagining a relationship, a dialogue, between us, all these years? Or am I facilitating (creating actually) a Parasocial relationship, * in which our time distance makes the possibility of our relationship ever becoming a two-way one impossible? And, if that is the case, is that OK, or not?