Coffee house ramblings

Things are just things. Circumstances are circumstances and facts are facts. They are merely what they are. It is the way we feel about them that colors what they are to us.

Should we begrudge the help that is proffered to us if it is not in the form that we wanted it to be? Is help (or love for that matter) any less what it is when it is not what we expected or wanted.

A helping hand or love is still what it is.

It's like that line in murakami's Sputnik sweetheart, we are all satellites--our orbits meet for a while only to diverge in space again. Perhaps that is the one truth about humans--we speak the same language but we are doomed not to understand each other completely because language is flawed and we always have schemas in our head of how things should be instead of merely taking things for what they are.Maybe it's time to stop concentrating on how we want things to be and instead concentrate on how to handle the circumstances or the facts.