Q, as so often happens, was kind of a stumper.
I had been planning to attend Quebec’s Winter Carnaval - which still sounds interesting - but I looked at some pictures and they all appear sufficiently jam-packed with humanity that I couldn’t quite justify “perfect world” status. (Not particularly a crowd gal.) So it’s been downgraded to “that might be fun if the opportunity comes up…” and no longer really fits in this list.
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| Nope. Sorry. Pretty but we're not going there... |
Which left me with a dearth of Q s and sent me back to my dictionary, *flippety-flip*, browsing and scolding myself for being such a flibbertigibbet. Not that it’s a big deal to simply change one’s mind, but that kind of quick flip of the switch is fairly emblematic of much of my life. I’ll have a goal and lofty plans for some wonderful thing that I’m going to do, then a minor detail comes along, bugs the pants off of me, and next thing I know, I’m stepping over the detritus of that agenda as I move on to the next plan.
In my My Perfect World, I’ll be somewhat less Quixotic.
quixotic
1: foolishly impractical, especially in the pursuit of ideals
marked by rash lofty romantic ideas or extravagantly chivalrous action
2: capricious, unpredictable
9 comments:
Hi Jz - I can't stand crowds either ... so quite understand that quashing. Quixotic can be fun sometimes! Cheers Hilary
Quixotic is your quiddity? No quips about one's quim?
Sorry! That's most of my q-words gone. Anyway, Q's scan poorly!
Well I finally got here after you very kindly commented on my Blog. . . Phew. I say Phew because I have had a very busy day. Its my own fault I think up all these interesting projects in my head and then my poor old battered body has to undertake them and it's not always happy about it. I think the A to Z was a sort of OOooooo whats this then I'll have a go and I tend to keep doing it now.
I too an a person who is not so keen on crowds. In fact I dont go to crowded places these days. One advantage of living in a somewhat rural community is that I can get away with only having to chat to the cat most days.
I used Quixotic in my post today also.
Crowds never bothered me until I moved to Beijing. Over the course of a few months, the constant shoulder to shoulder crowds started to get to me. I found myself having mild panic attacks on the subways or overly crowded sidewalks.
It still affects me today, but I am really packed into small places with 29,000 people any more.
I learned to maneuver through crowds while growing up in Asia. I don't mind so much, but I think it helps that I'm tall. As long as I can see over people around me, I don't feel like I'm suffocating.
Quixotic? That's just qwazy!
Don Quixote had some interesting ideals. Perhaps in your perfect world you are a bit less quixotic, but you haven’t given it up totally.
CORRECTION: I am rarely packed into small places with 29,000 people any more.
There. That makes more sense.
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We’ll sit on a quiet balcony somewhere and watch from a distance, how’s that? :-)
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Point to you on quiddity!
(I’m skipping blithely past the rest. ;-p)
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Welcome!
I did sound like your day was busy, indeed - but I enjoyed reading about it!
I have no cat, so I chat online. :-)
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Well, since crowds make me drained and irritable at the best of times - I have no trouble imagining that progressing into claustrophobia. (And don’choo worry - I knew what you meant and went with it - but I understand the need to correct…)
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As another tall person, I get that. Altho’ sometimes seeing over the heads yet being unable to move makes me feel even more strangulated. Mostly tho’, I just want people out of my personal space!
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I do wonder sometimes… ;-D
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I did dither over whether or not there was a way to add, “yet not lose the ability completely”… but decided that indecision didn’t add much to my thesis! ;-p
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