On being negative

As this blog attests I complain a lot. Often quite heavily. I like to complain, shitting on things for free is second nature, I have a french passport. Most of it is quite enjoyable, not the reflex one would expect. It’s a defining part of my identity, and the basis of my critical thinking. Some say this is wrong and immature.

It’s fair to say that I express a lot more negative thoughts than positive. There’s a lot more range in my negative vocabulary. I’m absolutely fine with that. Because on the flip side I have a lot more emotional range when it comes to positive emotions. I can’t write poetry about peanut butter but I surely love it in a very special way.

Ask me about an obviously beautiful sunset and I’ll probably say I’m too hot or too cold or my feet are sore, or whatever else... even though I’m having a good time.

This note was inspired by a slice of bread who meet peanut butter on a hot day. Even the harsh sun and crying babies didn't ruin it.

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