Thursday, January 26, 2017

In the name of love

Dear future hubster,
please remember, because we will have to teach our children this: just because you didn't mean to, sometimes your behaviour does harm, and your original intentions provide very little comfort to the person who is hurt. It doesn't make you a bad person; just as being a good one doesn't mean you'll never do anything hurtful.

Tuesday, January 17, 2017

This time will pass

Dear future hubster,
there will be moments when you'll find me quietly sitting in a corner, looking rather emotional and sad, for no other reason than the sudden nostalgy for the Tshukudu sofa, and everything else it meant.
Nothing you can do about it, it's just a moment.

Friday, January 13, 2017

To the fools who dream

Dear future hubster,
when somebody thinks that you're a rock star, watch out. Not only because then the girls come easy and the drugs come cheap, but because once you're perceived as a rock star, there is no way back. You are a rock star. Somebody decided that there is something out of the ordinary in the way you make your choices, and from that moment on, you're being watched. For inspiration, for reassurance, distraction or perspective, you're being looked at.
That comes with responsibilities, dear future hubster, and no, you don't get to choose. As a rock star, that you didn't ask to be, you have two important duties. 
You have to show the rest of us that it's possible, that there is always a choice, that dreamers aren't necessarily all lunatics. 
But you also need to make it clear time and again that being a rock start is not always a cake walk. You owe it to your fellow rock stars to tell the world that having and making choices is often full of doubts and maybes, and sometimes longing for the things you didn't choose. That rock stars are not braver or stronger than anybody else, they just had moments of grace or moments of impatience, and on an impulse, they chose a path, and now all they can do is walk it. 
That dreaming is just the start.