I am a real nice guy, friend of my friends...wait...I have read that somewhere already.To be precise, at about half of all the profiles I have read on contact sites and online communities. Sigh. Actually, if I read that in one more profile, I cannot be held responsible for my actions.
But still - nothing about myself.
I like to laugh. A lot. But I work in the wrong places with a lot of serious people. Or I don't get their jokes and they always manage to keep a straight face. Who knows. Actually, they are not that bad. But not laughing much, anyway.
And I like to do the things I am doing in my life (further down). Really, that describes probably best who I am: I am what I do.
I like water and all kinds of water activities. But I don't like cycling in the rain. I like it warm (which is why I am still thinking of ways to improve the 4-month cold season in Portugal - maybe simply by moving somewhere else...or, alternatively, by moving the Earth's axis so that it is perpendicular to the sun and Portugal comes to lie pretty close to the poles - I said "poles", not "Poles", those would have to hope that France or Germany comes to lie at the actual pole, so they don't have it too hot or cold). Actually, I sort of don't mind cycling in warm rain. But windsurfing in the rain is a bit gross. At decent wind speeds the rain drops become like hailstones in the face and it's better to surf with a diving mask, if it wouldn't look so stupid. Well, maybe I should get rid of the snorkel... And the flippers.
Anyway, I'd like to learn how to sail and kitesurf, so bonus points are given to ladies who can teach one of those (or preferably both, if I may be that audacious).
I try to understand how the brain works, but I guess mine is still working mechanically, and a few cogs have become clogged, so I sometimes try to unclog them with Vipassana meditation, which works oK, except for the part where my buttocks fall asleep.
Sometimes I just like to sit and watch. The clouds. The horizon. People. It's actually pretty hilarious, come to think of it, how we are running around, pursuing our lives, wondering about petty stuff and not getting anywhere; or moving in circles; working our arses off to make the next payment for our cars* that we just need to take us to work where we are working our...; trying to make sense of something that really doesn't seem to want anybody making sense of it. And it is simply amazing that, considering how little we know and how limited our perception of the world is, we can actually maybe not understand, but at least predict quite reliably, an impressive number of stuff.
Yeah, I think it is called wonder.
Now, was it the blue pill, or the red pill?
* and I don't own a car; at least I managed to exit that part of the hamster wheel and I feel very happy with it