Wednesday, January 3, 2018

like some melancholy melody

i'm reading all about hygge, and maybe there is some element of hygge in cubicle living. does that sound totally oxymoronic? but no, sometimes i feel completely safe and cozy in this strange corporate environment. perhaps another level of hygge. cubiclehygge.

i'm reading about hygge, it's a word that entered my vernacular sometime last year (?) but it's been a scandinavian concept for 200+ years. i'm getting it now. it's not merely coziness. you can be cozy by yourself. hygge is something i adore. it's a christmas gathering with friends, complete with wine, warmth, cakes, laughter. maybe even candles. the camaraderie aspect is key. i need hygge with my husband. my family. it's nourishing for an introvert.

so i'm reading about it because some other woman brought it up recently, this woman who i kind of think is so cool and put together and wish i could be like and wish liked me more and wanted to be my friend. i get the feeling that she doesn't want to be my friend, that she thinks i'm kind of shallow and dumb. but, that's all projection, who knows. she's busy and has routines. actually i wondered if she had post-partum depression. again, projection. sheesh. am i like the most insecure person ever? why the need for so much validation?

how to feel bien dans ma peau? that, maybe, is the question of the year.

it isn't a competition. it's about forming a unit with all the other women out there.

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