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| Flying over Stockholm |
I wouldn’t be much of an experience connoisseur
if there wasn’t
list like this made in my mind frequently and regularly
and even though that enjoying experiences is just a different
way of telling that I’m enjoying the process and not only results
I do treasure some of them more than others
The ones that will leave lasting impression
and I wish to treasure these by making them public, therefore forever-lasting.
Readiness
Upon arrival to somebody’s home being greeted by person wrapped
up in robe only, naked and ready is new experience for me, one that shoots its
way to most wonderful experiences of my life with unprecedented ease. This will
be one of the things I’ll cradle in my consciousness on my deathbed, revisiting
it for comfort.
Ocean Drive
There is a reason this song is not on the list of best songs
of 2015 and it is not that this song was not one of the best. It is an awesome,
catchy and dance-compelling song, one that I’m certain will sound just as
awesome in a year, ten or 25. But there is something else making a difference
for this song. I was driving to work one morning when I first heard this Duke
Dumont song on Soundset Plavi. It has a lovely Drive-esque start oddly
reminiscent of Kavinsky’s Nightcall and instant intoxicating bitter sweetness pulls
my attention completely in. Robert Owens vocals paint most wonderful picture of
despair. At 1:22 there is tiny Britt Daniel-Spoon riff appearing what causes
bout of piloerection. I can hear my heartbeat in carotids. My heart is lost.
Love
Year after year I am surprised and humbled by the fact that
there are still soft bits beneath my diamond-hard armor. Lot less frequently I
am treated with an experience of meeting a person that just walks through the minefields
and armors and reaches the soft bits with complete grace. I do make an extreme
effort of tossing them out, eventually, but from the struck-by-lightning feel
of meeting them to complete broken-heartedness of exiting this arrangement it
surely is enthralling experience. Rarer than rare. Maybe even unique. Pure
love, one that includes complete honesty and unyielding truthfulness is rare
and incomparably beautiful beast.
Simultaneous Orgasm
I never had one before and not for the lack of trying. Mechanics
and timings are familiar to me as well as ability and willingness to manage and
direct/submit to directions. But this was not an orchestrated event. It was
spontaneous and effortless. It only took genuine emotional involvement.
Going Solo: The Extraordinary Rise and Surprising Appeal of
Living Alone
I read this Eric Klinenberg’s book through this entire year.
It is not that long - it is that awesome. I read it slowly, thinking about it,
returning to paragraphs, commenting and speaking to friends about it, even touting
it to strangers. I always knew that living alone is my favorite living
arrangement but I also try out other arrangements for size and enjoy them
intensely while they last. What this book brought, on top of immense pleasure
of reading scores of statistics and experiences (I highly recommend reading the
method he used!), is a kind of warmth and kinship; sweetest, lightest,
brightest sense of belonging - one that was as pleasant as is was surprising - since
I usually feel as much warmth toward belonging as I do towards plague.
It was a wonderful year, enriching and growth-bringing year.
I am off to spend its final day celebrating it
and I wish you all lots of pleasure and prosperity in the next!
Skol!
