Jump to content
Clubplanet Nightlife Community

Stupid things that make you happy.. or smile, LIST THEM HERE


deeelite1

Recommended Posts

  • Replies 78
  • Created
  • Last Reply

Top Posters In This Topic

Stupid things that make you happy.. or smile, LIST THEM HERE

At the risk of coming off as corny in a thread where practically no one is replying to the topic anymore, here is my list so far:

I love the mists that shroud the mountain tops. For that matter, I love mountains.

I also love star gazing. To stare at the stars so far away, so mysterious, so distant with a story of their own, is....something...I can't explain it in words.

Something we don't get in Florida often...the smell of cold air. Natural air, not from AC units. In January, February, and early March, we get on occasion chilly air, especially when we get swooped by a Northern cold front. The smell of the air in February is like the air on Long Island in October, or at least that's how I remember it.

I love being on the beach at night and sitting there listening to the surf, smelling the ocean air. Often there are ships on the horizon, either anchored for the night or waiting for clearance to head into Port Everglades harbor. I love watching those ships, which are visibly nothing but a tiny set of lights. But behind those lights there are people going about their business, with their own stories. I find gazing at airplanes high in the air intriguing for this same reason, but not as much as the ship lights on the horizon, that there are stories going on behind those lighted portals, things going on. I get a similar feeling gazing at a secluded city from miles away, or a crowded bustling metropolis from miles away, knowing that there are people there that I can't see, doing their thing and living their own stories. But the ship lights at night are very intriguing to me due to my awe of the ocean, and fear of the ocean at night. Dark waters terrify me, you have to understand.

Link to comment
Share on other sites

More...

I love the smell of fresh cut grass. Walking past a lawn that's being mowed or recently had been, the smell in the air is fresh and nostalgic. Nostalgic to what? I'm not sure, I guess childhood when fun took place in backyards and front lawns, rather than busy streets and rooms with four walls.

I love the smell of vanilla. I think it may be my favorite scent of all.

I love history, I love it with a passion. I love the History Channel. If something happened a hundred years ago, I'm sometimes immediately interested in it. I know that as a child, a time period I have little memory of (head injury, loss of memory), I spent enormous amounts of time reading encyclopedias and history books. One set that I had was the presidents of the US. I think each book included 2 or 3 presidents in sequence, telling about their biographies, families, political campaigns, terms, ect. I used to be an expert on nearly all the presidents from Washington up to the 1960s. Now my love of history includes the ancient past. No, ESPECIALLY the ancient past. The Roman Empire from start to finish, the Middle Ages, all of that. I just love history. Don't even know why, but I've always been intrigued by things that happened before, things that led up to, things that resulted in other things so important to later ages. Imagining, and seeing paintings of, places like Manhatten island centuries ago and comparing it to how it looks now. God I love history. One of the most fascinating documentaries on History Channel was the recreation through maps, drawings, visuals, and actors, of the entire journey of Lewis and Clark. Seeing through receation and imagination the exploration of places unspoiled and uncivilized by modern life, imagining seeing for the first time places that today are covered in metropolis or suburbs, as they were centuries ago, is obsessively fascinating. Show me a documentary about an event that happened 700 years ago...I don't care what it's about...I'm into it. WWII is of interest too, but more so WWI because it was farther back in time and is less known in detail to me.

I am epileptic but the seizures I'd get without my meds are petite mal, and I do not convulse when I have them. They happen in my mind and affect my sensations, but other people would have no idea that I was having a seizure even as I continued to talk to them. Point being, as it is all occuring in my mind, I get a strong sense of deja vu, a strange unidentifiable smell in my nose, and sometimes a ligththeadedness; all symptoms that are common with people with epilepsy. I can't say that my seizures are fun because they are not, but sometimes the deja vu is enjoyable and I want it to last longer. But the sensation comes, affects me, and then slowly slips away, and as I struggle to remember what it was I sensed in the deja vu (it quickly slips from my short term memory), depression comes on a little stronger than before. This was how I knew that my years of depression is from my head injury, because it always increases when I have seizures. But now, since the seizures have lessened over the many years, when I get the deja vu I find myself enjoying the sensation, though it is followed by increased depression and a wish that I could have sensed it longer. But that won't lead to me not taking my neurological meds, because I know they would get much worse if uncontrolled. So I don't want the deja vu to happen, but when it does, I do slightly enjoy it. Maybe...and this is a long shot...but maybe the deja vu is somehow a break in the shroud that hides my memories from childhood, and that is why I find that I enjoy them now?

Link to comment
Share on other sites

I am epileptic but the seizures I'd get without my meds are petite mal, and I do not convulse when I have them. They happen in my mind and affect my sensations, but other people would have no idea that I was having a seizure even as I continued to talk to them. Point being, as it is all occuring in my mind, I get a strong sense of deja vu, a strange unidentifiable smell in my nose, and sometimes a ligththeadedness; all symptoms that are common with people with epilepsy. I can't say that my seizures are fun because they are not, but sometimes the deja vu is enjoyable and I want it to last longer. But the sensation comes, affects me, and then slowly slips away, and as I struggle to remember what it was I sensed in the deja vu (it quickly slips from my short term memory), depression comes on a little stronger than before. This was how I knew that my years of depression is from my head injury, because it always increases when I have seizures. But now, since the seizures have lessened over the many years, when I get the deja vu I find myself enjoying the sensation, though it is followed by increased depression and a wish that I could have sensed it longer. But that won't lead to me not taking my neurological meds, because I know they would get much worse if uncontrolled. So I don't want the deja vu to happen, but when it does, I do slightly enjoy it. Maybe...and this is a long shot...but maybe the deja vu is somehow a break in the shroud that hides my memories from childhood, and that is why I find that I enjoy them now?

God Bless you..

that is hands down one of the most beautiful things I've ever read on a message board.

You must be an amazing person to take a sickness and turn it around to such a positive thing.

there should be more people out there like you .

Link to comment
Share on other sites

Join the conversation

You can post now and register later. If you have an account, sign in now to post with your account.
Note: Your post will require moderator approval before it will be visible.

Guest
Reply to this topic...

×   Pasted as rich text.   Paste as plain text instead

  Only 75 emoji are allowed.

×   Your link has been automatically embedded.   Display as a link instead

×   Your previous content has been restored.   Clear editor

×   You cannot paste images directly. Upload or insert images from URL.

Loading...

×
×
  • Create New...